Farewell to planned property

2024-08-28 08:48:16

It was very strange to stand in front of the place, the path leading to the wild roses passed through the small garden gate. I still can’t see a good sight: the willow tree that has fallen now, the remains of the swing children. The mere fact that I am late for this appointment shows how little desire I have to enter the area, which is still legally my own garden.

As I crossed the property, walking like a bull, I saw us still standing in this garden. The sun is shining, the lawn is light. Hollyhocks grow behind garden walls like watchers behind a barrier.