"The clear winds of Ihatov, the blue sky that still had a deep chill even in summer, the city of Morio decorated with beautiful forests, the glittering waves of grass on the outskirts. And the many people I was with there - Faselo and Rosaro, the shepherd Milo, the red-faced children, the landowner Teemo, Professor Lynx Bogant Destupago - as I think about it now in this dark, huge stone building, it all seems like a nostalgic blue magic lantern of the past. So, with a few hints from the past, I will quietly write down the period from May to October in Ihatov that year."