The fact that I've turned into one of those persons who actually can keep a bowl of candy on my shelf and just have one every now and then instead of finishing it all off at once.
My small Klaus Haapaniemi cups, who's work I love. Not really good for anything else than a mini schnaps perhaps, but just cute as they are, hanging in my kitchen.
The lace on a couple of thin vintage slips hanging by my closet.
The world as it looked when my dad was a kid. (Well, it's not like I'm enjoying the iron curtain's borders. But I find it fascinating to look at old maps.)
A spelt-flour pie with apricot curd, rhubarb and strawberries just making it's way into the oven.
And the I actually do enjoy the rain outside too. As long as I am here inside.
