Gunnhildur

By Gunnhildur

A cone for a gift

Whilst the older one was at swimming course me and the younger one went to take the dog for a walk in the woods. My pockets are full of dried up flowers and cones she is going to give to her grandparents. I can feel it intensifying, the longing of their relatives who all live in the city, 500 km away

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