Morning! This is morning!
Only over the hills beautiful sunshine
Cold of autumnal splendid day.
Joyful cold wakes me up.
I go outside.
The sky is smiling before my eyes.
From the heart kisses of night are running.
Sparkles are whirling in the sun.
Frost whitened tender branches of birches
Bright sky, health and freedom
welcome the space of wide field.
Translation and Photography by Igor Marinovsky from family Sufyan