For sure such a view have inspired the Bulgarian song about the motherland: "...the sky is silk-like..."!

Though the second-week-lasting rains are already spoiling the colours of spring, all's well that ends well. In this case - Friday the 13th. And the sky was exactly the way you see it on the picture. To the east, because to the west it hailed. Not because this would hinder me. But the countre-jour, of course.

With some sun for my brush, the aquarelle is ready. And so am I. For the remaining days of the so-forecasted rainy may. Twined with silken scarf.