Among the Blue Herbs.

 

Our perception of the world begins with childhood memories. My love and sense of nature began from that very time …
As soon as the summer began, my parents took me to my grandparents in the village. There was a will, and I belonged to myself. Yes, I had some obligations, for example, to feed the chickens and check the chicken nests. Oh, that was a special magical action …
Most often I watched nature. I could lie in the grass and ponder the amazing life that was happening before my eyes. When evening came, the dense grass changed the colors of the sun to the colors of the approaching night. Twilight … Slowly A blue night enveloping every blade of grass and flower. And they fell silent in a fabulous blue dream. Night fell, the world crashed to the ground. Blade of grass fell asleep and saw blue dreams … and this moment is captured in my picture «Among the Blue Grasses»

 

 

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