Thursday, June 30, 2011

mors lilla olle

elsa beskow

You want to tell the shopkeeper that his cards are heartbreakingly delicious, especially the one with the boy and the bear . . .

. . . but the shopkeeper doesn't know English, and you don't know any Dutch, so you twist your face into delicious shapes and make heartbreaking gestures with your hands, pretending you're a boy then a bear.