I speant Easter in North Jutland with my grandparents and NP. We ate great food, laughed a lot and talked about important things. We also took walks around the area, reminisced about childhood summers spent there - our one constant in all the moves from place to place growing up. It was good. As always.
My grandparents are selling their house and it's going to be so strange when they don't live in that region anymore. When we were kids, my brothers used to refer as their little town of 500 people as 'Denmark' because that's where we went when our parents said we were going to Denmark. Soon, we won't be coming there at all.
We came across this old barn on one of our walks. It looked so beautiful in the cool spring light.
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