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The end of summer

The end of summer....September now ....the somg ...The season of romance ....the season when school begins again...Gorgeous kids and teens will flow in the streets...The latstest butteflies are flying quietly around latest  roses...

At the monastery is silence...Roses are gorgeous...Sometimes a butterfly fly away there....It is a medieval manastery,orthodox christian one ...old and so beautiful painted inside ...with the dark blue sky on ceiling....

September shows his flowers....Orange,little and cheerfull ...Lilies a weird specia....Roses ,late roses....The first chrysanthemum...

All is bright still...but colder weather appeared already ...Shoes and longer skirts in the streets...Umbrellas sometimes....September now ,when I am still alone ,waiting a romance,unforgetable ...for a life time ....