AND IN A YEAR, A YEAR OR SO THIS WILL SLIP INTO THE SEA



Late night thoughts.

//Sara

 

 

 

 


CHIP AND DALE


IT WAS THE WEDNESDAY WHEN SARA WROTE A LITTLE NOTE WITH HER LIPSTICK

 

 





UNDEFINED

 

It's been a while since we made this video, and we didn't plan to post it here... Maybe you understand why!

//Sara and Emma


THE TREE IN MY ROOM

 

I wish a tree grew up in my room, right next to my bed. I would hang Chinese lanterns and pocket watches in it. All of the pocket watches would be unsynchronized, and I would be the only one knowing which one to look at. Everybody else would be wondering about which pocket watch that belonged to which place in the world because my tree would have them all: Tokyo, New York, Havanna, Paris, everywhere near and far. The ticking time of all the cities in the world would dangle in my tree, like a golden pocket watch symphony. Tic tac tic tac...

 

//Sara


ABOUT A TOWN


Once upon a time, there was a little, richly coloured town that lay between two mountains in an unknown country. In that town, people only ate cakes and drank hot chocolate, and every time it rained they hung up pink, blue and yellow umbrellas in the trees. Sometimes it rained for so many weeks that the umbrellas melted away and the whole town was covered with water. It actually didn’t matter so much because the water was warm and you could swim around instead of walking till the water had dried out. All the trees and all the flowers had got so much water and grew so much that they almost touched the clouds. The people lived in the trees, they sat on the branches and dangled with their legs and instead of cakes they ate apples and pears and instead of hot chocolate they made tea of lemons and oranges. When the first snow fell, the trees and the flowers died. The people cut them down and made a big fire so they could keep themselves warm during the winter.

A few months later, the trees and the flowers had grown again and the people were so happy that they organized a big party with balloons and fruit salad and they danced till the stars woke up and the moon rose and shone over everything. One year some of the kids tried to sing “Twinkle twinkle little star” but they were so bad at it that the stars cried. They never sang again after that, at least not that song.



If you ever visit this town, remember to ask someone what they call it. The few times I’ve been there, I forgot to ask. But when I think about it, maybe the town doesn’t have a name. Also remember to bring some food with you, you can get a little tired of cakes and fruits after a while.


//Emma

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