Summer knew no hurry, and neither did the little one.” Amidst the scent of warm earth and ripening fruit, we discover the beauty of the long, patient wait. A story of sun-drenched meadows and the sweet abundance of the North.

The sky is like a giant picture book that never ran out of pages. You just had to be still enough to read it.” Caught between ancient stone and drifting clouds, a small life finds the infinite space of imagination in the Great Sea above.