On Saturday, our car refused to light. We had to go to a nearby village for repair. While men were busy with the car. I made a walk. I love the quiet and peaceful village life. I adore gardens, rural houses with courtyards. The wide field with the vegetable fields. The air of a village for me is another smell. I found it in a level that was preparing it for a new harvest. There were people who collected the other sweet potatoes. Here, in Spain, they say their fight. I hope you will be pleased with the village walk.
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