Forest song — ring made of yellow gold with diamonds

The forest is an orchestra of sounds that never stops. It's miles of peculiar differently voiced silence, and when you enjoy and marvel at the simple purple bells more than the most exquisite musical instruments in a concert hall. It's a microcosm with a sweet smell of resin and herbs that you happily surrender to.

The seasonal pictures of nature we have seen dozens of times pass before our eyes over and over again, each with its own sound and colors. Is it dreary? No. For nature does not stamp her works according to one pattern. One spring is never been a copy of another.

And no matter what time of year it is, there's always a beautiful song.

Is it winter, when the trees, wearing fragile pearl clothing, stand like brides in wedding garments. And the fidgety wind, swooping down on them, froze in place from delight and listened to the music of silence.

Whether it is the spectacle of a spring carnival, when everything in nature begins to clothe itself disorderly and hurriedly in expensive festive clothing with the discordant singing of birds.

Whether it is summer, with its hot breath and the chorus of crickets in the tall grass, or autumn, which sleepily listens to the rustle of falling leaves and the parting farewell cries of birds.

The music of nature is enchanting. And no matter how much we admire it, no matter how much we revel in its melodies, it never loses its inspirational power.

The forest always sings its ancient, eternal song. And you can be part of it.