The visit

Her house is in the prairie. Or in the woods more like. Surrounded by acres of woods, well mowed lawn and a lake. A huge house empty, waiting to be filled with joy and laughter again – as it used to be.

Talk of travels and the journey. Wordless contemplation on how to be flow like the wine. As the fire burs beyond the stove on a chilled June evening.

Photos of different cities, of people caught in the moment are all remembrances of past times. Colours, smiles, experiences – all in a huge pile of lides.

Then a few moment of exhibiting art. And I am taken by the flood of emotions: how much I love these creations of mine! My little babies. And how well pleased I am when they are surrounded by kind words of appreciation, wide-open eyes of wonder and smiles.

It’s way worth it!

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