The last leaves are left on the branch nature is changing the weather winter is coming
The planet in the last rays of the sun before the eclipse
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
Round dessert on a plate with strawberries and blueberries
Clouds hanging over the mountains illuminated by the last rays of the sun
I don't even have a dragonfly for the last years of my life I worked at the department with a total area of the center of Moscow