She saw the farm again, the muddy pond, her father in a blouse under the apple trees, and she saw herself again as formerly, skimming with her finger the cream off the milk-pans in the dairy.
Berriro bere etxaldea ikusi zuen, aintzira zingiratsua, bere aita atorra jantzirik sagastian, eta bere burua ere ikusi zuen, garai batean bezala, esnetegian tupinetako esnegaina behatzaz biltzen.