Olen ikävöinyt Italian kuuman auringon alle. Matkustanut junalla mökille. Uinut järvessä. Syönyt mansikoita. Työntänyt nenäni ja kamerani pioniin. Tuskaillut 3-vuotiaan kamalan uhman kanssa. Tuskaillut pihan kasvit vallanneiden kirvojen kanssa. Tuskaillut kuukauden kestäneen allergian kanssa. Kesähuone avattiin karkkien kera vasta kesäkuun viimeisenä päivänä.
Kesäloma ei tunnu oikein lomalta, kun toinen puolisko on töissä. Mutta kesäloma nyt on. Ihanaa.
In these summer days. I've missed the hot sun in Italy. I've travelled by train to the summer house. I've swum in a lake. I've eaten a lot of strawberries. I've nearly dived into the pionies in my garden. I've been struggling with my 3-year-old's temper, with bugs in my garden and with my allergies. Our summer lounge was opened with candies.
The summer holiday isn't really a holiday when the spouse is working. But it is my holiday now and I'm enjoying it.
In these summer days. I've missed the hot sun in Italy. I've travelled by train to the summer house. I've swum in a lake. I've eaten a lot of strawberries. I've nearly dived into the pionies in my garden. I've been struggling with my 3-year-old's temper, with bugs in my garden and with my allergies. Our summer lounge was opened with candies.
The summer holiday isn't really a holiday when the spouse is working. But it is my holiday now and I'm enjoying it.
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