A. Pushkin said it is A dreary time! And yet — enchantment for the eyes!How dear to me your parting grace, your farewell gifts —I love the rich decay of leaf and countryside,The forests all decked out in gold and crimson tints.Within their halls a fresh wind stirs about and sighs,The heavens cloak themselves in …
Winter wedding.
Winter morning by A. Pushkin Cold frost and sunshine: day of wonder!But you, my friend, are still in slumber –Wake up, my beauty, time belies:You dormant eyes, I beg you, broadenToward the northerly Aurora,As though a northern star arise! The morning was exactly like Pushkin had described in his poem. I drove from Cheltenham to …
