The translation stickers are glued, but they are in Estonian only. She is sitting in front of me dressed in a bright green blouse, dark green jacket and a black skirt. Every year before Christmas at her Catholic Church she gets humanitarian aid sent from Germany. I don't care that they are second hand clothes. It is very difficult to get there.
Public buses stop far away, and Veronica's arthritis makes walking the remaining distance painful.
But Veronica loves growing vegetables there and is transported back to her youth. Too bad the summer is really short in Baltic Estonia. She has just been living her life. She once almost made the newspaper. A local reporter wanted to write a story about strong female laborers who worked alongside men.