Early Spring, stream

Birch Grove. The leaves, darkened by winter frost, lingered on thin branches of trees. Far beyond the tops of a dense forest, the morning sun rises. His warm rays covered with bright gold all around. In the snow, the first thawed patches already appeared. Between the trees runs a wide stream, reflecting in its fresh spring waters thick clouds and golden curls of branched birches. The old high birch in the foreground of the picture, as if stretched its bare branches to the first warm sunbeams. Spring began. And it seems that every blade of grass, looking out from behind the trunks of slender birches, rejoices at its arrival.