9am, morning still just slowly unfolding. Packing and sorting. No sun so far, a line of hills carrying the weight of a grey dense carpet again. Leaves, a bit brighter, more colourful with every day and maybe at least this feels soothing somehow.

#outerworld #the village and the hills #moving on moving slow

Marga Xeyat â’¶ hat dies geteilt.

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