The Association is a wonderful thing. Mind, building a logical chain capable of some moment to move us from a rainy summer day 2017 in hot June our childhood or adolescence. To fill the day the smell of freshly cut grass. Or preparing kebabs.
From similar odor I'm starting to feel dizzy. I feel happy. Perceive the world in bright, juicy colors. Distracted from everyday worries and troubles.
And June is the month of my birth. The day when presented with gifts. When people indulge you with my attention, say nice thank. You've become older, wiser and more experienced. You're not afraid of the word "responsibility" or the phrase "make the decision". Every age brings you on a silver platter with cake its wonderful moments and new discoveries. It seems that the whole world lies at your feet. Ah, this day of the pear jam...
And what the high and bright sky in June. What colors painted the sky just before sunset! The sky shimmers with turquoise and lapis lazuli. Attracts us with its depth and infinity. It is pure and uncontaminated. Yet not the July heat. Hot August will not come soon. And it is only June — the beginning of the summer...
Grass in June, so soft. Vety tempting. Playing in the June Association, I can't not remember the smell of the birch trees in the Trinity. The temples are decorated like wedding ceremony. Birch twigs everywhere.
Trinity is my second favorite Church holiday after Easter. If the Trinity come that it's real, not the calendar Summer.
Hello, Summer! We've been waiting for you!
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