One late February afternoon, I ventured out for a stroll with my dogs to this place I hadn't visited in quite some time. Memories flooded back as I pondered how often I had frequented this place during my childhood. Back then, it was a regular walk with my kindergarten group, a chance to immerse ourselves in the crisp air and the wonders of nature. We would craft makeshift shelters from branches and whatever else we could find on the ground, turning the natural surroundings into our playground.
The hollow way, lined with stones, which are plentiful in the region, is a hallmark of this area. These stony holloways meandered between fields and forests, offering passage to the peasants while protecting their steps from harsh weather conditions.