Indian summer

We all know how it happens - grayness and impenetrable gmar at one moment are replaced by the sun. And now the foliage on the trees dried out and began to play with bright colors, and the sky is again blue, and depression, longing retreat. I would like to breathe in full chest, "live, think, feel, love, make opening." This miracle has the name - Babier Summer. Nature seems to teach us: do not lose hope, you can not put a cross on your fate. Happiness will certainly come - unexpectedly, overnight. And the longing of everyday life will be replaced by the holiday - after all, it is in our power: to see your happiness.