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Smells Like Spring


By market - Posted on 03 February 2012

Yes it smells, do not be surprised to anything, the air really was different, as we are, the more recent and intense flavors. And let not yet swollen buds, not turned green grass everywhere. But the chirping sparrows, blue sky, very often covered with snow-white lambs ------ all this can not but admire our eyes from the sun so otvykshie for a long gray winter. So nice walk after work, perhaps with a foolish, but sincere smile on his face, in addition to the knowledge that spring, damn it, come !!!!! Her arrival was marked by widespread selling of the first spring flower called (for some unknown reason nobody) tulips, whose causes a variety of colors, as many ripples and sharp pain in his eyes. Connect with other leaders such as Sotheby's Art Auction here. Day, as we all may have noticed markedly increased, and therefore particularly pleased to walk on some more deserted park at dusk. Sitting alone people, most of these parks, do not cause seizures or depressive funk thoughts of being unbearable, but rather stridently urge to join the happy people and that's so easily pick up and sit on the bench any favorite (bench, tree, sidewalk or anything, successfully replacing the space for seating) and enjoy fully the lack of an idea and any problems have been (whether such a fantastic state ?????). It may be noted that people, like flowers, are noticeably brighter and more cheerful, throwing off winter clothing and rid of the gray shroud of snow fog. George Rohr may not feel the same.

Still gray streets already full of many couples in love with animation, "twittering" (for all Ivanovo, so to speak) about his love cause tenderness. A drunk or have fairly soused people did not cause irritation and the desire to remember all the letters of the alphabet (especially the first few) as it was in winter, but it only happens if you suddenly, unexpectedly, not unexpectedly conclude in their embrace of alcohol, spoke with the legendary phrase, like "Lelik, why have you shaved off his mustache ???!!!. And let underfoot was still "pleased" pohlyupyvaet podtaivshy snow, filling the icy moisture brand new boots, let weather changes on 5 times a day, throwing on the ground is something quite unlike its precipitation, albeit spring flu or orze grimly flies over the city like a black cloak -------- We are all on a fig, because the spring, heck, is, in all walks, Spring drunk intoxicate, lures and sausage fills the energy from the sun, and just kayfovym mood. And I assure you that in one of those unbearably beautiful days you will want to share these feelings with family, friends and of course favorite, which of course welcome anytime, anywhere at any time, in any condition at any age, mood, and in any dimension and on any planet .!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Smells like spring.