Two weeks ago, I had one more nostalgic visit to my grandparents home, the home of my loud summers of my childhood, the home of my adventures, the home of my girlish dreams.
All my essences worked under the same sweet mood. Everything smells exactly the same and the memories came to my mind, went down to my throat, touched my heart and ended up to my stomach.
Everything keeps the country, rustic old fashion style at this home but now it is more "timely" than ever before.
The rustic is fashionable and my rejuvenation comes out of my fresh feelings, on this all time classic place.
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