What the eyes don’t see…
On the day of the publication of the previous post, I was optimistic and full of energy. We enthusiastically started planting the fruit trees we had bought earlier. Unfortunately, our orchard-growing ambitions turned into pseudo-archaeological excavations. What had previously looked like an idyllic, weedy meadow turned out to be an old garbage dump. Bricks from a Romanesque castle, a halberd and a padlock from a chastity belt 😉 We worked quite…
