Elinushka. Ripe July is when ... (№ 442620)

Ripe July is when the eyelashes rise to the heavenly canvas even before sunrise, and you admire the pearly dawns ... this is when the window and the heart are wide open, and dreams are mixed with reality ... this is when outside the house more often than inside ... this when you soak up inspiration with all your heart, collecting bouquets of wild flowers smelling of honey and wind, or feeling the wet silky sand with your bare feet, walking along the foamy seashore and picking up mother-of-pearl shells in your palm. And July is when strawberries are in the corners of the lips ... and happiness.