If I could choose...
Somewhere where the summers are long enough for tomatoes, pumpkin and watermelon to actually ripen in the field.
Not too far from the sea, so on hot summer days I could take an afternoon off from tending the home and just enjoy a cool breeze, sand between my toes, the cry of the seagulls riding the winds leisurely while keeping an eye out for picnics and the smell of salt and kelp.
There would be plenty of wheat and rye fields, bordering the gravel road back to my home. Billowing softly, the waves becoming bigger as they disappear towards the horizon and heave up into green, forested hills.
There would be little rivulets in the forests, pooling into a deep blue river where when the season is right the salmon comes jumping.
Around my home, there would plenty of meadows for geese, sheep, alpacas and the family cow and two plough horses.
And a fruit orchard, where peaches would ripen long before the frost comes.
All that, and there still would be deep snow in the winter. White and glistening, hanging like flowers in the trees. The air so cold as to freeze the inside of my nostrils when I go outside to see to my animals. Make sure they are not freezing, or bring in wood.
I think, Denmark would be just perfect. :)
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