An old farmhouse

- which also was no childhood home. I used to share the upstairs room with three windows and a door to a non-existing balcony with my sister in the summertime. During winters the upstairs was not heated, so we had to move downstairs.

In hot summer days we would climb onto the roof to read books or just sunbathe - the missing balcony was not an obstacle for us.

The house still looks nice, even though the landscape is pretty bleak this time of year.