Rebecka Elofsson

Rebecka Elofsson

Rebecka Elofsson
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Inspiration

Inspiration

Backyard flower garden and landscaping design

Backyard flower garden and landscaping design

Gale Nurseries Inc.///good idea for path for rose garden on hillside to negotiate terrainbjr///

Gale Nurseries Inc.///good idea for path for rose garden on hillside to negotiate terrainbjr///

Hej Jag har haft några dagars uppehåll på bloggen av flera orsaker, men är nu tillbaka. Vid den här tiden på året räcker ibland inte tiden till då Zetas Trädgård och olika uppdrag tar mycket av min ti

Hej Jag har haft några dagars uppehåll på bloggen av flera orsaker, men är nu tillbaka. Vid den här tiden på året räcker ibland inte tiden till då Zetas Trädgård och olika uppdrag tar mycket av min ti

Inground Brick and Stone Firepit

Inground Brick and Stone Firepit

Coisas de Terê

Coisas de Terê

Welcome to wonderland. This needs to go on your wall, torrey! this would be to adorable painted above your bed!! And the background have Alic in wonderland characters in it! They could be spread throughout all of the walls!

Welcome to wonderland. This needs to go on your wall, torrey! this would be to adorable painted above your bed!! And the background have Alic in wonderland characters in it! They could be spread throughout all of the walls!

Student, dressed for class, reading on steps, 1950s.“I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading; since, as you will agree, one book is only a single unaccompanied note, and to get the full sound, one needs ten others at the same time.” ― Virginia Woolf, The Letters of Virginia Woolf: Volume Three, 1923-1928

Student, dressed for class, reading on steps, 1950s.“I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading; since, as you will agree, one book is only a single unaccompanied note, and to get the full sound, one needs ten others at the same time.” ― Virginia Woolf, The Letters of Virginia Woolf: Volume Three, 1923-1928

Hennes dikter

Hennes dikter

“Where were these ones taken from?” I asked. She leaned closer, looking down at the pictures. We were shoulder to shoulder now, thighs touching, my palms sweating. I hoped her pictures wouldn’t slip out of my hands.  “Those I took from my bedroom window.”  I imagined her sitting at an open window, leaning out, camera in hand.

“Where were these ones taken from?” I asked. She leaned closer, looking down at the pictures. We were shoulder to shoulder now, thighs touching, my palms sweating. I hoped her pictures wouldn’t slip out of my hands. “Those I took from my bedroom window.” I imagined her sitting at an open window, leaning out, camera in hand.