My grandmother had a friend
And he was living at the forest by himself,
Making all kind of traditional stuff mostly for people with back traumas.
He had a lot of visitors, his house was full of dried grass, flowers, berries, mushrooms, stinky creams.
My aunt was learning massage a bit from him too.
He used to tell me, when we stayed at his house:
Listen the wind, listen the wind...
You have different eyes, stay, I teach you..
He said it takes a week to bring a person back to health..
May be one day I go where he lived, he said it's a special place...
So fresh, you feel happy. .. talking to trees:)
