Opening a door –
Nothing waiting to bite you ~
Nothing to harm you.
Tag: Heimat
Solstice
The rain is falling –
On the year’s very last leaves ~
How sweet is the sound.
Chats
Peeling potatoes –
At the sink, with my Mother ~
Communicating.
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