The kingdom of missing roses

The sun loved to look into this garden and in this garden at any time of the year, but in the summer remained there for a long time. And why? Now you will find out.
Crowning beds with berries, herbs and vegetables looked not just well-groomed, but exemplary, as if prepared for photographs for the competition. Even the chamomile, which grew up in a place that was wrong with her, not only did not spoil the general appearance, but harmoniously fit into the landscape, creating a feeling of easy negligence and natural immediacy. True, she did not show off for long. Singing a cheerful melody, it was to her that a pretty girl headed in a light blue dress with white flowers. The brown braid descended on her back and swayed easily when walking. The girl was called Dasha, but more often
called Dashutka. She could look differently: more often, of course, sweet and tender, but it happened, a demonic light would light up in her eyes: it will turn around, turn so that everyone will be surprised when he saw a pink-haired girl with a cunning crazy look, certainly on her mind. ..