Vašek is up on the roof, harvesting the honey from the bee-hives, while Bóža deftly speeds down the ramp. Bořek waves at us, casually, from his play room and Kristýna is carrying outside plates filled with delicious food. The preparations for a sunday barbecue are in full swing.
The little red gate let’s us know we are welcome with its softly creaking sound. In the distance we can hear screams and laughs of neighbourhood kids enjoying their last days of summer by the poolsides, as we enter.