Although the landscape seems grey now, after there is nothing left of the golden panorama than just a few yellow confetti, I find some more subtle color in the detail.I have glasses in every corner of our flat, one for working on the computer, some for reading or sewing. As my father used to say: "My eyes are perfect, but my arms are getting too short." On a far distance however, my eyes are still fine. I'm glad about that.




