A House of My Own
Open space, colorful flowers, far from city, no pollution, no noise. Less amenities, less luxury, a little but my own home. With my glass cutlery, a shelf of my dear books, a little studio of art works and vintage magic all over.
My half opened window and an eternity to feel the music of time. No hurry, no worry, time runs and stops at my wish. Serenity and peace !
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