On the banks of the river ...middle of the mountains ...with green medows ...n sparkling fountains..there was a piece of white puffy cloud...floating around ...rhythemically dancing n singing..flying high in a moment n touching the grass in the next ...swivelling around the fragrance of flowers...it was almost novel perfect day. :))..white Russian horses were grazing in the green lush..rehskan the blue eyed cowboy was busy catching the vanishing foam of the cloud ..with sparkling cold n wet droplets with torquose green refreshing smell.
