nature

  • The Swedish countryside: our summer house

    I wake up to a bright light and the smell of old wood. All I can hear is the birds singing and the wind whispering in the trees. I open my eyes and tilt my head so that I can see the sky and the trees. The sun is about to rise and quickly I put on my yoga pants and my favorite knitted sweater. Silently, I walk out of the…

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