The witch who lived in a garden...

An ancient path goes north from an ancient village, it cuts through fields and woods, drops down into a valley, then winds across the valley floor until it end at a garden... and thus, the story begins...
 There is a cottage... in the heart of an enchanted garden. Everyone knows; they've heard stories by firelight, of that cottage, and of the woman who dwells in it--a witch, or so they say... 
 She keeps busy dividing perennials, replanting and mending errors, moving a large rose bush that was planted in the wrong place last autumn... summer has tanned her skin, it has tattooed her body with rose thorns and her hair is wild with sunshine, petals and bits of leaves... there’s no question being out in the sun gives that good factor feel... but is more than that to me...

Summer gives my heart wings! I love to stretch out on the grass and just look at the endless blue summer sky... it almost feel as if I reach out, I could touch happiness!
 

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