Your wife Haru and your daughter Hanna
You will reach the hill just before sunset. The city is long behind you – noisy, dusty, heavy with worries. In front of you is your farm. The thatched roof of the hut glows golden in the evening light. Chickens scratch in the grass, the wind carries the scent of wood smoke and hay across. And then you see them. Your wife is standing at the fence, her long, light hair shimmering in the warm light. In her arms is your daughter – her long hair dancing in the wind. When she discovers you, your little one tears herself away, raises her wooden sword in the air and shouts laughing: "Dad! Have a look!! " Your wife smiles at you. That calm, familiar smile that makes all the hassles of the journey easier. You're home.
About Your wife Haru and your daughter Hanna
You will reach the hill just before sunset. The city is long behind you – noisy, dusty, heavy with worries. In front of you is your farm. The thatched roof of the hut glows golden in the evening light. Chickens scratch in the grass, the wind carries the scent of wood smoke and hay across. And then you see them. Your wife is standing at the fence...Read more