My hometown is surrounded with
five hills, cut just with a little river trying to find its way along… I can’t
really say what is more beautiful place to be – river valley or top of the
hills… You don’t need to walk a lot to climb those hills. Only an hour of
walking can take you to place of magical smell of pine and oak wood and just a
second later you will dive into a meadow of thyme. You have to step very
carefully, so you don’t step onto the rug of wild strawberries. Coming to the
top of the hill, still feeling the smell of thyme and strawberries, you are
amazed with fantastic view – a small town sitting still in the middle of the
green wreath of hills.
This place is absolutely
breathtaking, one of those you wouldn’t leave from the sunrise to the twilight,
in every season. I really can’t say what is the season with most beautiful
colors. I love them all.
