My life is very monotonous. Snowdrops grow, hellebores are nearly blooming. It is almost warm. Springtime? The most joyful season? Ugh!
RouXy’s Master has begun cleaning his garden, so that it will be ready for plantations. With his tractor he’s taken away weeds and what he’s cut on bushes and trees. Don’t you believe he would do better to search for his cat?