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Eelmisel nädalavahetusel viisin ma ellu oma kauaaegse unistuse pidada oma sünnipäeva aiapeona (tavaliselt on alati olnud liiga külm.) Otsustasin sellel aastal suurt pidu mitte teha ja läksime väikese lähimate lapsepõlvesõprade seltskonnaga maale. Erandina pidasin sünnipäeva natukene ette kuna kartsin, et ilme võib kehvaks minna. Meil igaljuhul ilmaga vedas, päike paistis ja oli soe. Sügisloodus näitas juba ilusaid värve ja öösel valgustas meie pidu muidugi palju kõneainet pakkunud super kuu. Ilm oli ka erakordselt vaikne ja kuulda oli igasugu vahvaid looma ja linnuhääli. Mõnus!

Last weekend I did something I've been wanting to do since forever- I celebrated by birthday outdoors, in my summer cottage. I had the party (a really small one actually, with just a couple of childhood friends; I desided not to throw a bigger party this year) a couple of days before my actual birthday since I was afraid the weather minght get too cold later (which is the reason I haven't had a garden party before.) The weather was superb and the nature was so pretty; I just love autumn. The evening was totally windless and the moon was amazing. I loved it!

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