Sketch about Summer, Spring & Winter, or I will be missing you, Spring...
To be honest, I don't like summer. My favorite time of year is spring. I like that it is not hot and not cold, but is comfortable in full dress, that is, in a suit: a skirt or dress with a jacket. When I was a child, I loved summer. Always looked forward to something unusual and exciting. Probably because I read too many children's adventure novels. And the highest temperature then, as a rule, was 30 degrees Celsius, not 40 or 50. Now, having grown and becoming a writer myself, I realized that something unusual and exciting is happening without reference to the season. In general, in Spain, summer is a nightmare. Heat, insects, tourists, dust, burning desert wind, dirty streets, sizzling sun, a minimum of fresh air, a maximum of bad, noise and din... Maybe the reason for my dislike for summer, among other things, lies in the fact that some of my ancestors, after all, were northerners (Lithuanians, English, Celts, Vikings, etc.) and therefore I can’t stand the heat? Although at ...