The apocalypse has come, there are ruins in the cities
The road is very where every tree has changed its green dress to gold and lined up in a round dance at the roadway showering it with gold
Autumn lake. The tree has fallen and is reflected in the water
In the field, dandelions have grown in the wind, everything is flying in different directions
A crane has stuck its head in a glass jar with a narrow neck, and a fox and another crane are looking at it
A man has settled in an icy cave to wait out the cold
Money solves everything even this photo would be nothing without them