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My spring, thank you for coming so brightly and swiftly, for being at the right time. Then, when the thirst in the depths of the soul of that new, bright and warm life reached its maximum. Thank you for letting me see the forest in the fresh haze of bird cherry leaves, thank you for the softness of the carpet of anemones, for the many-voiced bird choir. For a fresh gentle wind. For the sun Behind the bright stars is a narcissus in the young grass. For the smells of the earth in the garden. Thank you for the scatterings of spring saffron and for the opportunity to feel it in bright fragrant buns. For the opportunity to sit with freshly baked muffins and fragrant tea and watch the sunset rays play in the room. Smiling at the shadows from the swaying curtains. Live. Rejoice. Be silent.

Dense forest. The route has been built.

I believe in forests, they are a source of energy. With each visit there, I found the real me in them!

Like a forest they make noise, like falling leaves.

Penal battalions are going into the breach!

The smoothest path to the Universe is through the thicket.

Three days before Christmas, in the markets, in the squares, there is a forest of Christmas trees. And what trees! People walk, choose. Dogs in the Christmas trees are like wolves, right ... Until the night you will walk in the Christmas trees. And the frost is getting stronger. The sky - in smoke - purple, on fire. Frost on the trees.

From loneliness-fear.

It started to rain and it got cold. I didn’t manage to do so many things… I saw so many things… The mood is a mix, like apple-pear jam. Well, let's burn candles, wrap ourselves in blankets more often and watch old movies. Put fluffy chrysanthemums in vases. Walking in the forest, picking rose hips and just breathing beauty. Bake carrot cakes. String a rowan on a linen thread and leave a coral necklace on the edge of the mirror. Brew tea from a bouquet of summer dried herbs. Sit by the fireplace and watch the flickering fire. Dream. Embrace. Bask. Be closer with loved ones. Be in love. Autumn.

And the solemn silence of the November days is like a pause taken by nature before the onset of bright and festive December. And it seems that someone kind and wise allows us to stop and enjoy life itself, without rushing it to the usual tomorrow ...

The park is a forest planted behind bars.

Look at the pale flower!

The trees fall, but the growth grows, and in the change of days the forest is eternal.