Elinushka. The smell of approaching... (№ 463025)

The smell of approaching spring is unbearable, so sweet that you just want to scoop it up with a spoon, like viscous honey. And even though her delicate, marshmallow-airy silk skirts, her light shawl strewn entirely with tremulous primroses and joyful green foliage fluttering from the slightest breath of breeze, her golden, soft curls, rosy cheeks, kind blue eyes are not yet visible... but her heart You can’t lie, I know she’s very close, perhaps so close that very soon, when you open the window, you will be very surprised. She will be there. My spring...