My Opera is closing 3rd of March

over the evergreen summer meadow

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Herman Hesse

August
Das war des Sommers schönster Tag
Nun klingt er vor dem stillen Haus
In Durft und süssen Vogelschlag
Unwiederrbringlich leise aus.
In dieser Stunde goldnen Born
Gusst schwelgerisch in roter Pracht
Der Sommer aus sein volles Horn
Und feiert seine letzte Nacht.

Unfortunately, it’s the latest month of summer. The nature begins to prepare for autumn. So often we begin to smell the invisible flavor of autumn. Everywhere, in the fields, in the woods we see the fading of trees, grass. The leaves are ready to leave the trees, and all autumn trees will be naked like innocent ladies in the bath. August is associated with an old and wise man that wears reddish jacket, hat from ray, and holds golden steak. Herman Hesse is right that summer is over and only one night can change our life, can change the nature.
Enjoy your latest summer days!
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