Dear Mateńka! – Part 2

The smell of wood hit me. Pervasive, but not the smell of newly unpacked IKEA furniture. This smell was different. I will allow myself to call it a “wet” smell, however it wasn’t wet here at all. This wood smells like it was touched by winds, some salt water, many years of people being in its company, overcooked meals, freshly caught fish and a lot of happiness. Continue reading “Dear Mateńka! – Part 2”

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