ukirsari

'do you remember crimea 27 years ago? autumn has came. the old trees at livadiski garden. cloudy sky and the ocean look so pale. i'm walking along small paths to oreanda. and there's in the garden, i see a little girl's sitting with an open book on her lap. that's you. ever since that precious moment, i love crimea with its small paths'. tatjana petrovna close the letter from nikolai potapov. in her foggy eyes, can be seen the garden covered by snow from now on. "i never been in crimea," said tatjana petrovna whilst sitting on the chair. "but is that still important?" she's smiling then close her eyes with her palms. and on her back, the glass windows keep transforming the evening sunlight. [konstantin georgevich paustovskii]