even though i`ve been born in Riga and nowadays cannot imagine myself not living in big cities, my childhood routes goes all way to countryside life and its pureness and beauty.
Thank you for the place for me to be during the tough times of Latvia and the barricades, even if i was too small to remember...thank you for all the small pieces of great memories i hold of these short times spent at your home in the middle of forests and pure nature. Thank you for making me learn the touch of snail mail beauty even nowadays and the nice postcards and words for my birthdays. R.I.P. Aunt Daina.
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