It is wonderful evening. I am sitting in our garden and smell the freshly picked apricots. The noise of singing birds is louder than the smooth music playing from the speaker. Our dog – Abigail is unusually calm. Maybe because it was way too warm day so even Abi is lazy. It is not summer like every other. I am the only child of my parents with permanent address still here in Velke Pavlovice. Other siblings moved out and have their kids or going to have some soon. I don’t have to spend all days in our apricot orchard as most of the harvest froze. And I feel how our lives changed in last years. Or maybe not changed. Developed. Developed describes it better.