Nothing fancy about this year’s winter break, but we’re grateful to see family again and escape the hustle of city life.
The ice appeared thin, but it was stronger than it looked. Small catamaran boats couldn’t pass through it without risking damage to their aluminum surface.
We visited the cemetery, and I learned that in 1919, a family lost four of its members and buried them at the same time because of the Spanish flu.
Then, my little one asked me to read the names on the gravestones. At the same time, I imagined the souls being happy for the attention they received from us. 😅
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