The end of summer was near. But the summer didn't just go away; slowly pulling his frail being through the hills, making the purple of the valleys darker, weaving a misty shroud for himself from his waning strength and saturated ecstasy, with the calm contentment of having lived a long life and lived well, was slowly dying.

Artist: Uğur Özdemir 
Size: 6000 x 4000 Date: 21.01.2016 Location: İstanbul/Turkey