One day in February, my garden sent an invitation letter to Spring. It was said in the letter that everything was ready for it. Primulas, hellebores and miniature daffodils were blooming:
Tulip leaves were gorgeously green:
Daylilies, bleeding hearts and lamb ears were enthusiastically alert:
For Your Majesty Spring arrival, even a special guest from outer space was invited:
Spring got excited and started to pack her suitcase when suddenly another letter was handed to her.
“Hello dear Spring! I heard that Tatyana’s garden is cordially inviting you to come over. I decided to join the party and made some lovely preparations for your arrival.
I sprinkled a white powder to freshen the air:
I covered the garden table with a clean white cloth and spread a white carpet underneath it for you:
I decorated the plants for your pleasure:
White is once again in style this season. Do you know that?
I took care of fresh green chives and young garlic to give them additional flavor:
I dressed the house and lawn for your arrival:
The golf course behind the garden is also prepped up:
It’ll meet you all clean and quiet. I made sure no noisy people with clubs and balls would disturb you!
…Who walked on the white? Who left the tracks? OK, I’ll find the culprit later!
I took care of daffodils. They need to be more modest and don’t poke out so early!
As you can see, everything is ready for you, Your Majesty!
Even your drink is chilled!
So, what would you say, dear Spring? Would you rather wait a bit? It’s just February and you are not in a rush, are you? It would be wise to wait let's say until March! I always trusted in your wisdom. See you later, dear!"
The letter was signed:
Sincerely,
Your loyal friend WINTER
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