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I was looking through the eyes of our old house playground and I saw ... small palace.
From behind the trees, I saw the white walls of the house nestled in a old roses bush in a nice, fleshy like a quilt.Big, blue shutters were open wide, and each window you could see the white curtain.Columns near the door keeping a little roof were wrapped in ivy, from a roof hung two baskets full of colorful flowers.On the right side of the door was located the porch, where there was a table covered with a creamy, long tablecloth, on the table has a porcelain dishware.

The large white pots around porch red with geraniums and begonias, which were accompanied by small cypress.Around jasmine bloomed yet.
On the walls of a house on the ladder climbed clematis, next to the wall and then next to the lane leading from the house to the gate grew red and cream roses.Their scent enslave.
Just off the great oak was a small bowl on the foot, which on hot days the birds flying over to get a drink of water, around grown begonias and violets, and between them grew long stems of lilies.In the fruit orchard among the leaves appear fruit: apples, pears, plums.A few old trees, which served as poles for guys bleached beautifully cast a shadow on the support pad, on which has a basket with lots of currants.Along the low, white fence, planted densely thuja that were neatly trimmed like military guys waiting for an order.I could not get a eyes off at what I saw.
Still I rubbed my eyes out of amazement.Suddenly from a mansion I heard a voice.
-Honey! Come on! I give dinner! ... Of course, that on the terrace.
And for a moment on the porch came an old lady in a beautiful, long dress and a cream blouse, she had beautiful feet on a small patent leather heels, her hair arranged according to the latest fashion.
I hid behind the trees more, so no one saw me.Now, from the depths of the house I could hear someone walking fast.
-Mom, I got it! Finally it is!-On the porch ran a young man with black hair and a nice smile.
He was wearing white trousers and shirts with a slightly greenish checkered.
-I told you that she would come!
-Where is she?
-There! Hid behind that tree!-And pointed to a tree, behind I which looked out on the veranda.
-Then bring her?
Already I wanted to get away from my hiding place when the leg stuck in raspberries, and I could only stand and watch as a stranger with an unusual light in his eyes goes in the direction of the gate.
Gently opens and let in inside Burka.
-Now I have to free your lady yet.
And runs over to me, knelt down and gently grabs my foot, freeing it from the plant.
-Come, do not be afraid I will not hurt  you .I waited a long time for you.-took my hand and led her into the garden.
-Ah-cried the old lady-Finally you are!-Ran to me-Like my son said to me, "This beautiful girl from the village used to come here," and you're.
I stood petrified.Legs like cotton bent under me, my hands were shaking and my throat went dry.
-Maybe invite her to the table? Do you want eat with us?
I looked uncertainly, looking up at the table on which stood a vase with hot soup.Knowing that they were waiting for me at home potatoes gently nodded my head.
-I'm so glad that finally someone has visited us from the village.Already we started to believe that we're here alone.-old lady laughed and sat down at the table.
The young man I sat me next to her and brought additional cutlery.
At the beginning I watched speechless as he pour hot soup on a plate for me and stupid at the same time that I do not know how to use a spoon as a lady sitting next to.