Wide open spaces
The darkening outline of the forest in the west
Road leading north
The tripoint of borders, ethnicities
Green hills
Fields of waving grain
Gravel road
Gray concrete, blackening walls of broken bunkers
One of them on the hillside
Under a leaden sky
Peeking out with loopholes
From behind idyllic wooden, colorful country houses
in the foreground
touched by the rays of the sun breaking through the clouds
Yellow sand of the road, former gravel mine
Green orchards and gardens
More hills behind the mount
Two tall roadside crosses - cast iron and wooden - at the crossroads
A woman leaning on a staff
and an old man keeping up with her
and a tricolour cat
faithfully accompanying at the feet
Afternoon hiking
among fields and groves
And the irresistible desire to talk
The old man remembers
the rising towers of the red brick neo-Gothic church in nearby small town
And he is looking with gentle eyes
reflecting moments of joy of wandering together,
of another spring that has already passed and a summer that is gaining vigor
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