As the sheets danced on the clothesline, carried by a gentle breeze, and the fragrance of freshly laundered linen filled the air, I couldn’t help but be transported back to a cherished memory. It was a magical spot nestled in the heart of the forest, where I spent blissful summers with my Great-Granny. In that quaint yet cozy haven, every corner held a piece of nostalgia, and every moment felt like a warm embrace. It was a place where I truly felt at home, where memories were woven into the very fabric of the landscape.
In this scene you see DRD’s Burrow DRD’s – Salem – Laundry – clothesline, DRD’s – Boho Garden Party – Trees, Waterfall and Abano Rock clusters by Fanatik and Hisa’s Rocky heights and Aspen trees