It is morning of Apr.24th,2006. Our train to Moscow is flashing by millions of pictures untaken.
It is new day and new start for nature as it is waking from winter's sleep. Rush of life is trying
to blind me, but i fight it with camera ready to help me to jump out of this train and enjoy quiet
morning as if i would like to be somewhere in silence with brush and no rush to paint the picture
of the scene while smelling the air and listening to songs of birds in the sky.
07:47:41 - this is where the time freezes and i am out...
i find myself by a river unknown, slowly opening my blinded eyes to see the view which was left
solitude with no spectators to applause to with admiration.


PS. This picture for a long time was left in my gallery more because of the story and mood behind,
like a picture not colored yet till i finally stepped out there to color it with words and
couple digital touches.