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I'm off to the forest to pick mushrooms in a minute. I've missed it. Walking around with my wellington boots just listening to the silence of the forest. I love it and I'm so happy that my son loves the forest as much as I do.


I don't think I need to hold my breath this time. I think I need to inhale and exhale in a steady pace and just let things happen. I want nothing more than this and therefor I will make it happen.


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