The farm: the morning I drove out of the gate And on the meadow looking toward the sun, the silhouette with powerful antlers stood out against the sky….I had to stop ,,stare ,raise the volume on my classical music for him to hear, then he fled !

The house looks the same as mine, great memories of running barefoot at dawn with Bella, amazed by the sight of diamonds in the grass.
Joyful silence, dewy feet, intuitive dog…at sunrise