I went into my workshop this morning to sit down at the computer and show you this work. I felt that through the open window overnight the room was filled with the scents of herbs and dried berries. I don't know how it could have happened in the middle of the city, but it did, and now I'm sitting here writing this text surrounded by this scent of summer, of its soul. I want to pass on this feeling and this warmth and awareness of the transience of such a moment to you, my friends.