We were there when the snow was all melted, slightly before the floral boom. In place of the white landscape, the commune was striped down to its brown nakedness. After a while, it became a little dreary, but still it was a different sight, different season, different company :)
Previously, I stayed in the red house. This time round, we were packed inside the forest house.
We had some free time at hand and decided to go knock knocking at some of the opened doors.
The Studio Forest House
Some of the houses we saw were purely architectural brilliance.
The Split House
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