Monthly Archives: September 2017
Franz had started to weave baskets, large enough for harvesting apples next fall. The orchards were slumbering under the thick layer of snow, only some larger branches still sticking out and swaying in a slight breeze. The heavy snowfall had turned all around into a winter wonderland. Emma kept busy knitting socks, mending torn clothing and preparing meals. They both appreciated the harmonious existence between them, the tenderness and understanding, they never engaged in questioning each other, just accepted as…..
Ice flowers formed on the window pane, the snowbanks shimmered in the setting sun. Emma and Franz were snowed in. It turned colder in the house, Franz went to the fireplace to add another log. In quiet they looked through the frosty window wishing that the setting sun would take the memories of their dire days with it, wishing that the sunrise in the morning would bring hope and happiness. The nights had grown longer, there were not many chores in the winter,…..
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