SHOP CHEMIN DE ROSES
I open my eyes in the darkness of my room and see, through the open window, the sun coming up.
The day rises and I have only one desire: to venture into the garden... This morning, the grass is dressed with dew. The freshness of the air surrounds me and I feel the effusion of the favorite flowers of Mom. Almost on tiptoe, I push the small wooden gate and enter the rose garden.
Behind me, the house is still asleep...