Or rather: welcome, winter.
Short days, harsh rains and wind, the wind that blows without break, just breaking branches alongside its way.
Another week, another poem. Enjoy!
A poem for the rainy days of October. First Norwegian (original), then its translation in English.
All those tips are gathered from my own experience, and someone else’s experience could be exactly the opposite, so take that into consideration. Anyway, enjoy reading!
Let’s not beat around the bush and just start part two. Enjoy!
Well, I had hard times with the title of the post because of its ambiguity. However, you can definitely say that Nice is nice.