We walk on wet sand, we feel the pebbles, and we tangle our fingers in seaweed. The sun and the wilderness are part of our identity.
It doesn’t matter whether we’re near the sea or in the mountains: we’re rejuvenated by the light and the fresh air of a bicycle ride. Since childhood, we’ve become a bit stronger with each summer season. Maybe this is why we feel such exhilaration as we see the first swallows fly: the good weather has arrived. We gently break off a sprig of poppy and braid it into our hair. Spring is here, and we're ready.