Põlvamaa, Estonia

He is the 5th generation living on that farm together with his cat, the now silent sawmill building and the peace of the landscape. We arrived by the end of the winter, when there are lots of things to do to wake the field after long months of cold and darkness. We shared stories, sad and happy life experiences, confessions and philosophy, we tasted home made wine, birch sap, we learnt about firewood and sawmill, we cooked and baked in a firewood oven and we planted carrots!