"A Year has 16 months: November, december, january, february, march, april, may, june, july, august, september, october, november, november, november, november."
These lines were written by one of my favourite authors Henrik Nordbrandt.
Even though we share the same country, this lucky lyric seems to be living half of the year in Turkey, while I am stuck here in the flat and windy landscape, in one of the Scandinavian countries. I am working as an artist, and my other passion is gardening. But I have to be patient and passionate only 4-5 months a year. The rest is november, november, november!