I am in love with Koktebel seashores. Strange, mystic, magic land with its amber hills covered with blue sea patina. It's so pitty that last years it takes more efforts to ignore all those crowds of people that got used to arrive here during the season. But never the less, I love this place.
And here is My Koktebel. Grapevines, sun, amber and sea.
Metal implement, cracle glass beads, glass beads. Pacularities are below.