Fanta and I had big plans. I wanted to spread a blanket on the bank, grab something tasty, have a small picnic and just enjoy the beginning of summer. But instead I warm my hands on a cup of hot tea, and Fanta looks at me with a look as if asking, Well, where is summer?

Of course, there is a romance in such days. You can sleep longer, watch your favorite series, read a book or just wrap yourself in a blanket as if it were your personal protection from all the problems of the world. But to be honest, I already miss the sun a little.🥰
I miss the smell of warm grass, the light breeze by the river.

And for now, a blanket, tea, rain outside the window and dreams of heat.
Ulyana❤️