The kids are up the hill, harvesting hazelnuts with our neighbours. My parents are sitting on the balcony sipping Turkish coffee. My beloved is enjoying a well-deserved rest. And me: I must head back next door to continue repairing and rejuvenating our old furniture. All this amidst this landscape. Living the good life for a time.

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