Gold -yellow rapeseed field

We sit and look out at the budding rapeseed field at sunset. Tonight we celebrate spring. It almost blows out and we see the neighbors struggling with their tradition to meet down there, where the dirt roads meet. There will certainly be no fire. But we see the joy down there. Past the yellow buds that I know will gild my days for several weeks ahead. Imagine it was so this year. Gold -yellow rapeseed field just below my terrace. As far as the eye can see.
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We have lit our own fire. Indoor. The heat is comfortable and the sound of crackling wood lays a safe warm sound mat all over the house.
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Tomorrow is official spring. The thought makes me happy. And my highest wish is that I get the opportunity to take advantage of time. The seconds, minutes, hours every day. I want to make this spring and summer to the best of my life.
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The peonies on the table have knocked out. Or unfolded their huge petals that, like never, have a stop. These beautiful lug almost in the table. So sheer. So delicate. So stately. So surprisingly beautiful and intrinsic.
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We have had a really wonderful day in the company. Everyone has worked hard to get lots of deliveries. And talk to anyone who wants to talk and shop with us. We are entering Germany right now and the interest is overwhelming. We are surprised and happy. The reunion women in Germany also want to join. We take them and you all in hand this beautiful spring evening and run together towards the loving summer. Life is all good, right?
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Warm hugs m. ♥️