Summer is not just a season, it is a state of mind, it is an emotion and a dream. There are people who are summer all year round, regardless of the season and the weather outside.
Yes, we will send an astronomical summer soon and the autumn wind will bring cool rain and scatter the leaves of the trees, but your personal summer will remain in you forever.
I will offer you part of a poem by Hristo Fotev – Bulgarian poet and writer.
Are you really going to summer?
Really? Summer was looking at me.
He kissed me again with his eyes.
Forever? Summer was looking at me.
His eyes promised again
a return better than the first.
And forever, forever, forever, we want
to keep the summer for a minute.
Damn it! Everything is known.
It’s known. But still leave me
to drown in the sight of summer.
waved me long …
did not want to go …
The photos were taken by phone.