Someday when my crying's done I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun...
Look, what I have found late at night in the forest.
Yet another missile attack in Kyiv.
An oldie again.
I have lost a soulmate soul today. My heart is bleeding.
Kiev is under missile attack again.
Yet another oldie. Times were better when I stitched it.
I'd wish to be lost in obscurity among the autumn leaves and the moon.
Kyiv is under missile attack again.
For some reason I've decided to finish all my ancient stitching works.
Where did this reality go where simple things were so beautiful?
Hryshko National botanical garden (Kyiv)