At some point of that week this place far at countryside did find it’s way into my mind. Two houses in the middle of wide open fields, even road that once have been there have vanished under those fields long ago. I did find them 10 years ago, and my last visit was 2 years ago, so it obviously was time to return there.
Sadly that smaller house was gone, so now there were only this one. I just wish that this one doesn’t vanish… it’s so beautiful place.
In the Middle of Wide Open Fields:
Trees and Ladders:
For November’s Ghosts to Come:
Stay Cold:
Turning to Modern Times:
Those Fading Colors:
Little Lakescape:
Reflecting Moments:
Soul in the Bottle:
Still Living (to the End):
Getting Tired:
And Then Did Chaos Come:
Cold Morning Light:
Falling into Silence:
Birches:
Cowshed Gone:
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And today’s off-topic-bonus-picture comes from last weekend, when it was time for Moonspell:
That’s it, folks.