Krasavino in the autumn

In autumn everything is beautiful, especially in Krasavino. This is a small city of my childhood! There are special places for me here, each of which reminds me of something!

Houses are everywhere - on the slopes, in the hills, in the lowlands!

The forest is beautiful here - tall spruce trees grow on steep slopes.

And here is my grandmother's house.

It's a pity here no one lives ...

The house stands near the forest, the second one with the edge. The neighboring house is already dismantled for firewood and boards.

In the house, I get into childhood - nothing is touched, as if now my grandmother is waking up and will give tea from the oven...

A few film photos from childhood, made in Krasavino.

Cat Sonia on the porch.

Neighboring street.

Snowy Christmas trees on the hills.

Cats on a woods.

Cats on the porch.

Firewood.

Winter view of the house.

Bathhouse.

The heat of the grandmother's oven.