Acrylic on canvas, stretched and ready to hang.
Signed on the back.
Fall in the city. Hundred-year-old trees are putting on their show every year. Stepping into this street is like stepping into gothic cathedral. Tree branches are so tall they are touching the sky. And you feel tiny and all unimportant and so vulnerable and humble. But then warm wind rustles the brunches and is blessing you with a gold rain of Autumn leaves. And you are looking up and smiling, gladly accepting this gift of sunshine and gift of life and you are counting your blessings.