10 February 2010. Gray morning--utro tumannoe, as in the song...
Russkoe ozero... a Russian lake, with layer of mist. Row of middle-ground trees against dawn sky, hint of rose above--as with reeds along the shore, their color edging beyond green...
A girl with covered face, curly hair (kudryavaya) and impossibly long nails. The world of polyesters set against that of human feeling. As in a story, on a page in a book--something about first meetings, quiet voices, faces from long ago...
The fields in sadness, covered in snow...
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