We run from ourselves, constantly inventing reasons and meanings.
Vacation - only by the sea, as if there are no places nearby that give solace to our soul.
Meanwhile, there is no need for a hut, if on foot a carpet of flowers will give saturation with aroma and sight.
There are many places in this world that are here at hand.
Just look at the harsh peace of the long-awaited tart summer!
And rosemary becomes waves of colorful days, a long-awaited river...

Canvas. Oil. 50x70
July 2022