These are my souvenirs from my trip to the sun.
I know which will last longer.
This wasn´t just a geographic journey but almost time travel, a trip to a different season.
If one equates (as I do) sun and warmth with summer than I left my old, cold season behind and jumped almost half a year forward. And now, backward.
The stones tell an interesting story about time, and the meeting between mineral and water. And about waves. And about repetition. Droppen urholkar stenen — the dripping wears away the stone, the waves lick and polish it.
