Sitting under Roses

“The language of roses shifts under our feet. It blows in and out like the wind. It carries the fragrance of the flower and then it is gone…It is how we learn to speak about something that is disappearing as we say its name.”  Helen Humphreys, The Lost Garden As I write this text, I…

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A COZY ROOM

Everyone needs a warm and cosy place to rest, relax and dream – even if it only exists in one’s own imagination. However, this beautiful room really does exist and it is located in a small hotel in the old town of Warsaw. But the big black cat is not included in the service.

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