I fly like this in my dreams! It inspired a poem - very rough - margaretsmcgraw.blogspot.com/2…. Thanks so much, Artur! On this painting itself, I love the blues in the sky, water, her dress, and the details of her reflection, the wake in the water, the stones leading to it, the little closed trumpet flowers (poppies?) growing between them. There's a feeling of her motion moving away, and yet stillness as she hovers. Her bare feet beg the question of where has she been, where has she come from? Beautiful detail and ethereal mood!