Pelatihan no. 188

In the countryside, the best toys are just lying around. I find old farming tools, nuts, fallen leaves, and pebbles, and start playing with them. Feeling the weight of old plows and sickles, I let my mind wander to the lives of people long ago, along with the scent of the earth. I line up acorns, make fallen leaves dance in the wind, or throw small stones far away. I let my mind wander to the lives of people long ago, along with the scent of the earth.