For various reasons I moved out from my room at Dr. Barbara to an Indian family, away from the streets – into the village. Now I have the fields in front of my room, which is the one that has the door with the window.
and the mountains in the backyard … sometimes the neighbors are there studying in the fields
now they harvested wheat and the fields are all ours to play Frisbee. The plowers, however, will come soon to prepare the soil for the rice season.
June 2, 2008 at 6:03 pm |
alone in the quiet place like that?? geez…I admire you…