Sun in Every Soul | potapovaanna

In the golden autumn the sun can be sleepy and slumberous, it seems to be hesitating over whether to come out and warm the earth or to disappear in the clouds again. Exactly this autumn sun covered Arisha’s face with golden freckles and made her tenderly thoughtful…

In the autumn evenings colours are fading. The pale setting sun tenderly warms a dawning day. The sunrays have covered Alisa’s little nose with a sprinkling of freckles and are gleaming in her hair. The soul of the little girl holding her toy bear is filled with brightness…

The autumn sun is like an artist who paints the whole world with his magic palette in red and golden. In Sonya’s heart is the “artist” sun painting its masterpieces using flecks of light shining through the autumn foliage…

In golden autumn the sun may sometimes be shining that brightly as if it has forgotten that it is no summer already. It warms up everything and sets the whole world on a reddish-golden fire. This very brightness is in the soul of this funny red headed girl with blue eyes and even hands covered in golden freckles…

When September is already on the doorstep, the leaves turn yellow, the grass is still green, and the clouds do not carry long, tedious rain, I watched the playfully flirting sun: it hides, it reappears. This gay girl bears the seal of that sun. It frolics in it, filled with joy and the game...

In winter, the sun is more often pale and drowsy. The heat of the sun to hide in Masha in her warm, a little sad smile and delicate hands, cradled merry naughty rabbit.

Sun in Every Soul

The redheads are believed to be sun-kissed, with the sunshine sparkling on their faces with a sprinkling of freckles, reflecting in their eyes, and playing in their hair… It can be a tender light of the setting sun, bright midday or early-morning sunshine, or mild sunlight gleaming through the clouds… With my desire to express all this appeared a collection of ginger-headed dolls which I named “Sun in Every Soul”

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