A rose in my garden

Blossoms spread their delicate leaves and their breathtaking fragrance, the warm evening breeze gently moves the leaves and somewhere hidden in the brooms cicada sing their evening song.

These are the moments where you forget the endless fights against snails and lice, the hours of watering and care - you breathe in the sweet smell of the flowers, listen to the gentle rustle of the leaves and watch the sunlight play in the dark green foliage. Birds are dancing in the air, and a cat stretches pleasantly on the warm stone floor.