Friday, 31 May 2019

The garden

The old house, with its wildly overgrown garden, was silent, secretive. As I walked around the huge rose bushes I felt their strong scent and could hear the bees buzzing in the distant cherry trees. A light breeze refreshed me once I found myself facing the old pond. The frogs were enjoying themselves making their rusty concert quite loud now and then interrupted by quick, sudden plunges. Blue dragonflies were peacefully circling sweet flags and I stood there for a while, mesmerized. In the distance I noticed swings and decided to test my luck and see if they can still hold my weight. Despite the wines or may be due to them the swings welcomed me softly. However, I didn't dare to swing so I just sat there and felt safe and calm, like I hadn't felt in years.

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