for me, many of my old friends are linked, nearly directly, to fall. I’ve met a lot of my friends, or at least had a

spring on walnut

large number of memories made, in the fall months. Some people, though, are completely summer. or completely spring. Today’s spring morning, spring rains, and spring evening? They’re filled with old friends. Very old friends. People I’ve known for lifetimes. I wish them well, and hope they’re happy. This time of year, though, I long for them, and want them close. even if being close to them, is like standing too close to the fire.

И если бы небо было бумагою, море чернилами, а звезды на небесах бесчисленными перьями… то и тогда бы представилось невозможным описать все злохищрения женского лукавия, самолюбия, и вероломства.
(Иоанн Златоуст, 4й век)

And if the sky were paper, ink of the sea, and the stars in heaven countless feathers … and then it would have been impossible to describe all zlohischreniya female cunning, pride, and perfidy.
(John Chrysostom, 4th century)

me: what’s zlohischreniya?
him: um… zlo = evil
him: hischreniya = acts of slyness ?