This sunny day contained everything. Light frost, the Marina rushing along the ski track and the forest in which birds joyfully called to each other. There were three of them: he, she and happiness. And this day did not end, and the evening was still far away, and until their night, in which there would be no one around, only he, she and love, was still a long, long time away. And until the end of their lives, which will definitely come, will certainly come, it seemed still far away...