The wind blows over the field as the world changes. The days become shorter and nights become longer; the trees are shaking away their leaves; the colours red, yellow and orange take over the landscapes. A beautifully melancholic season. Every year you get to see the nature's agony before its' death in the winter and eventual rebirth in the spring, and in its' agony the nature screams with smells and colours instead of sound.
Painting by Alexey Mohov
Oil on canvas
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