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Arriving home

Written by on April 7, 2016

One day of sunshine breaks the silence of the snowblanket for a warm moment. But spring is still indecisive and so once more soaks the cold white, that flys around red noses in small snowflakes. Quietly our farm is covered again, hiding the colours of uncomplaining, waiting plants. But my feet remember the paths inspite of the snow and I trust every step they make.The hibernation of nature is disturbed by the strides we take, getting closer to the fulfilment of many dreams as our feet crack through frozen ground. Any possible doubts are swept away by the little…


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