Our old house

Last autumn, I visited the house where I spent my childhood.

It’s popular to decorate the common areas in apartment houses.

That’s what I would see as a child from the room I shared with my brother. The green house was built in the 60’s, just as ours. And when they were building the white one, I would play there at the construction site with my friends.

The house in the back of the picture also wasn’t there: as a child, I was watching the sunset in that direction, way beyond the city, above the hills…

View from our kitchen. Again, I was a child when they built the other house and planted the trees…
Before that, from this window, I could see way accross the valley of Sajo river.