Porta la magia della Discesa verso i mesi più freddi e affascinanti del ciclo annuale, porta i colori del tramonto, l'oro e il rame, e l'argento delle nebbie. Ad ogni suo passo spuntano funghi buoni da mangiare...
Il suo canto è l'ululare del vento, il suo sorriso la falce di luna al crepuscolo.
She comes from a past time. As she passes the golden leaves wave on the branches of trees, and you can feel the scent of rain, wood smoke, roasted chestnuts, wet earth, apple and cinnamon.
She brings the magic of the Descent into the colder and fascinating months of the annual cycle. She brings the colors of the sunset, the gold and the copper, and the silver of the mists.
Her singing is the howling of the wind, her smile the crescent moon at dusk.
She brings the magic of the Descent into the colder and fascinating months of the annual cycle. She brings the colors of the sunset, the gold and the copper, and the silver of the mists.
Her singing is the howling of the wind, her smile the crescent moon at dusk.
Se volete ricamarla, la troverete nel mio negozietto Etsy:
Per informazioni e/o ordini, scrivetemi: order.thelittlestitcher@gmail.com
If you want to stitch this pattern, you can find it in my Etsy Shop:
For info and orders, you can write me: order.thelittlestitcher@gmail.com
A presto carissime, e grazie per tutti i vostri commenti e apprezzamenti :)
See you soon my dearest! thank you for all your comments and lovely compliments :)