Ildikó Dajbukát
Time rushed through the gardens of summer, faster than ever before.
It left sweet memories in some hearts, while elsewhere it brought rain and gray, cloud-filled storms that washed away hopes.
A season passed as if it had been only a few moments.
And perhaps that was precisely the point: to arrive in autumn.
To see what has come to fruition through experience, and to bravely gather everything within us that has ripened into precious fruit.
~Dajbukát Ildikó
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