Not born a clerk, a gardener and born in Tbilisi Bashny.Net

Everyone who is works Manager of middle-class, ever dreamed: "I wish to become a landscape designer". But... the Road will be mastered by just walking, not wiping the pants on the chair. ) The guy from Tbilisi had a dream — to become a botanist. Obstinacy and perseverance brought him to the University of Bonn. Coming out, a qualified expert, Zurab, the name of our hero, has returned to the fold. After all, there is family, friends and all that... native. It's hard to describe.

A crumbling old house for years of hard work, Zurab transformed. And on earth there is Paradise. Look.

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The house, immersed in a cloud of flowers.

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Here dwells happiness and harmony.Ninety seven million four hundred ninety thousand seventy four



In the evenings, the café for the old tables empty seats disassembled.Seventy seven million five hundred sixty four thousand two hundred twenty six

 

Sometimes, guests will padout and dancing allowed on the beds. )

But it's all the end result. And the derivative is the vocation of everyone who lives in this house.

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Here the wife of a gardener and a grandmother.Thirty million three hundred thirty three thousand eight hundred thirty eight

 

9. Grandma Maro 86 years. In his later years the old lady is not sitting idle even for a minute. )

 

10. And that the younger assistants.Sixty million five hundred forty three thousand five hundred eleven

 

All work together create your little piece of heaven.Twenty five million one hundred twenty one thousand four hundred one

 

Old stuff, obsolete, found here a new story.Seventy one million one hundred seventy five thousand two hundred eighty three

 

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The exact same Soviet kettle with poppies is stored at my parents in the cupboard. )

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And this zinc bath. Remember how our mothers rinsed them in linen and hung on the street? )

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One who has not yet found himself, this story may give confidence and strength to break up with that sick, and try to change your own little world. And further along the chain: each happy man happy vibes exponentially. )

However, one should not forget that the road to heaven is always through the thorns. Efforts and hell the works embodied in this greenhouse.Eleven million two hundred seventy six thousand three hundred fifty eight



In the evening haze of the fog blanket covering the garden. The orchestra of cicadas. In Windows draws a delicate floral aroma.Fifteen million one hundred thirty six thousand two hundred sixty six

 

Where are the happiest profession in the world? Possible, here. If fate will throw you ever in Tbilisi, you have the chance to come and check this out. )

 

According to "Russian Reporter" and personal Facebook page. published   

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