A tall, old birch tree wrings its white hands sadly, lamenting how long it will take to wait for spring. In this winter landscape, she is shivering naked, with pale velvet skin from the cold. Hiding behind a long fence, she dreams of a hot summer. When she dresses up in delicate foliage and dances in the wind all in earrings. In the meantime, he looks like a mirror into the glittering domes, hoping to see the approach of summer.