In the morning there is fog on the road a stone fence
The shore is shrouded in fog. There is a broken fence nearby
There is snow all around and a drop falls from a spruce branch
There is a caterpillar and a butterfly on the flower
There is an open book with the pages folded in the form of a heart
The girl runs with her arms outstretched across the field under the setting sun and in the distance there is a road
On the blue clouds there is a green circle and trees
Blue and white stripe there is a red stripe missing