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Why did Olya Sinychka buy an old house in the village? To walk barefoot on the dewy grass in the morning, to breathe deeply and feel - here it is, my place, here is my heart. To finally start living, and not wait for the end of the war or someone's permission to be happy.
The reality, however, turned out to be not as cloudless as Olya had imagined when looking at pictures on the Internet. Weeds drive people crazy, neighbors poke their noses into someone else's garden, dear relatives mock and generally have a terrible sense of humor, and dear friends bend the stick with their care, creating entirely anecdotal situations.
A sincere, kind and funny story about family, friendship and finding one's way, and maybe love.