Yesterday we went by the river. Ah, it is so quiet and peaceful out there... I love the dragonflies, the kingfishers, the songs of birds. That is what makes me feel right at home. Normally I like that walk alone, but with Koly there, it felt right. She is different now from the scared little widow I met at the station. As pretty as ever, too. Her eyes have a different light now, more mature, like she knows where she stands.
I couldn't stop talking about the village and her eyes lit up. I think she likes the countryside as much as I do. But I still can't figure out her sometimes. I am glad I had the courage to tell her about going back to the village. I hope she can see herself there beside me. Should I have said more? I wonder if she really understood I meant her, when talking about the wife. Who else would I mean.
I can't stop dreaming of the fields, the house I will build, the trees and the harvest... She would love it there, I am sure of it. I wonder what she would like the house to be like. I want everything to have light, lots of light. Lots of light makes it easier for the embroidering. Listen to me, already planning things with her there.
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