I used to lie in bed and look to the low ceiling, and imagine the night sky beyond … sometimes I would even turn the wrong way up, with my head at the foot of the bed so I could look out of the small window. I would imagine what adventures my life would hold. Even a farmer’s daughter has dreams of matters other than feeding chickens and bringing in the crops. Mine were often of wandering in the fields and forests, and finding herbs that would do wonderful things when administered.
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