Henni – 55017

In the forest, where Lina played as a child, there was a patch of bare ground where a small bunch of bluebells grew every year. Picking them was strictly forbidden, so the cousins made a sign to mark the spot. They often went there in the spring. They cleaned, raked leaves and gently touched the tender leaves. She is Lina's image of this little bundle of bluebells in the forest. Stubborn and in harmony with the foliage that slowly spread above.