Tales of my garden: Tales. Larina L.

“Tales from my garden” are fairy tales that were born... in the country. Yes, you just have to listen and take a closer look, turning on the imagination and imagination, and you can easily make sure that fairy tales live in any garden. Sometimes they wait for them to be called, sometimes they appear - like a miracle. After all, they are magical. Where are fairy tales hiding? In the blow of the wind. In the sunny beam. In a drop of dew. In fragrant colors. Even under the bench on which grandparents love to sit and relax, listening to birds of birds.

these fairy tales are very different, but they all dream of seeing and recognized. And, of course, read.