A huge stone.

A herd of goats.

Foal on a walk.

Green lizard.

Green grass in the park.

 

Literature. Part ninety.

                                        "Five Peas from a Pod" by Hans Christian Andersen.

Once upon a time there were five peas in a pod. Peas and pod were green. So, they were sure that all world is green, too. Then peas and pod turned yellow.

When the crop was harvested, all five peas fell into the boy's hand. He shot them from the peashooter.

After that, five peas flew in different directions. Someone flew away. The other was on the roof of the house.

A woman with a sick daughter lived in this house. The daughter recovered when she saw that the pea had sprouted near with window.

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Green bush.

 

Lavender in the pot.

 

Mushroom changes.

2020.

Tales from childhood: First we don’t appreciate things, then we feel regret about it.

Sometimes Sophie was a moody child. She didn’t value simple but important things around her.

On the windowsill little Sophie had a pot with flowers. Her grandmother bought it for Sophie, at the end of third grade. This plant was unusual for granny.

“Your flower had many green leaves and bright petals. But color of it is pink,” grandmother said to Sophie.

“This is a simple plant. My flower requires a lot of troubles. Similar weeds grow in the garden, too.” little Sophie said with a smirk.

But the home flower gave a wonderful aroma. Sophie’s granny regularly watered it. Sophie didn’t like this deal. She was afraid to pour water on the carpet.

Also, Sophie thought that the beautiful flower has more problems than it was worth. The petals often fell on the windowsill and carpet.

“Oh! Today my room is full of garbage again!” Sophie wailed when she found pink petal or green stalk from her flower.

Despite this, somewhere deep down Sophie loved this flower.

After watering the ground in the pot became wet. Then little Sophie felt the smell of nature. It smelled like a light summer air.

But unfortunately flower wilted. Sophie and her grandmother tried to save their plant. They transplanted flower. It didn’t help. In Sophie’s room there was no longer a pleasant aroma and a beautiful plant.

Just now she did realize how was important the flower was for her. Sophie had a simple windowsill. Lacking only aroma and beauty.

“I miss my flower!” Sophie thought.

Now little Sophie tried to value things which were near.

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Burgundy flowers.

The red rose.

December, 2019.

A beautiful bouquet.

Helicopter in the sky.

Our little "baby" Lavender.

Little stones.

Green trees.