There are places for which we yearn.

places familiar to only a few lucky chosen, corners, where there is peace and beauty.

Small cozy courtyards of his childhood, loved the old bench, which heard the first declaration of love and confided the most intimate secrets, green terraces, where the beloved grandmother often sat with knitting ...


Johan Messel offers us such places.

He becomes our guide through...

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"We went to the pass . Since the dawn

changed, the times:

in the valleys in the morning it was summer,

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At Mamison Pass

We stopped for an hour.

Snow immortal shining,

crown surrounding us.

not ours, high , ultraboundary

space, seemed to say:

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Dorothy? Greene

"Bismarkia"
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Nancy? Sadowski

"Mom's Bird"
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" Inside Out "
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Sharlotte? Smith

" Dancin Daisies "




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