The tree of love

Hello friends, today is my story about a magical garden of flowers and shapes.

My beloved Vika and I went for a walk in the beautiful autumn forest, enjoying the outgoing golden branches.
It is so valuable in such moments to leave not only memories or a photograph, but to give birth from space itself to something original with the help of paints.
Something that will be saturated with the energy of this place and the emotions of presence in this moment.
With the help of canvas and paints, this can be done very accurately and also pleasantly.

We stopped near a majestic tree whose branches crackled in the wind.
Having set up the easel and stirred the paints, our attention suddenly turned to a smaller tree,but no less magical.
It stood next to the big one, and in contrast it looked not so picturesque.
But when we looked directly at it, everything around turned into a mistyc garden, in the middle of which this tree danced and seemed to want to tell us something with its falling leaves.

I immediately remembered the words from Boris Grebenshchikov's song:
“You are a tree, and your place is in the garden.
And when it gets dark for me, I enter your garden"

Indeed, when it becomes dark for us from everyday life and anxiety for tomorrow and yesterday, we can close our eyes and plunge into our magical inner world.
Everyone has it, because we are all particles of one big magic.
And then opening your eyes, perhaps a little more will come out to feel the magic outside, and the power of the present moment.

Thank you friends for being, and let everyone have peace in soul.

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