As they prepared to leave and go home – a long way away – they started fantasising… There would be an island, a secret garden, a view over the old church, new colours and space for dreaming and loving. Perhaps even a shortcut to the lake from their porch?
They would have to invent a way to travel easily to the island, and there build a shelter. But would a shelter be needed? Wasn’t their place already basking in an eternal summer?
Sometimes it feels that way 🙂
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Sempre belle le tue foto 🙂
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Could you really be happy in a place that had no changes? Even a little rain must fall to keep the plants growing.
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Yes indeed 💜
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