There are moments as if time freezes, stops, freezes. And this is especially facilitated by cozy winter evenings, when the fluffy, soft, magical first snow falls. In such snowy weather, you want to open your heart to miracles, to see something that you would never have paid attention to before, to overhear some secret, mysterious conversation... An unusual conversation... of interesting, graceful, elegant, but such rebellious and wayward creatures...