My yard and its solitude in winter
View of the school from the house
My window, pine tree and tranquility
Fog beyond the branches
Neighborhood and hills
Russian mast, village, and observation beyond the fog
The melancholy of waiting and leaving
I took this series of photos in my village where I spent my whole childhood. When I have time, I always try to come and visit my house.
My house retains the old aura; keeps memories and a feeling of warmth, even when it's snowing outside.
My house retains the old aura; keeps memories and a feeling of warmth, even when it's snowing outside.
Location: Lekukhona, Abkhazia, Georgia
