Imagine a home where you grow a garden. Potato’s, carrots and peas for winter stews and soups. Tomato’s for pastas and beets for borsch.
You share every meal with your husband and family. Rising in the morning, Working together side by side and resting our heads every night.
where we listen to our boys laughter as they run barefoot, wild and free in the mountains. Gods Blessings.
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