The last autumn day was so warm... We let our windows opened all previous night. And in the morning we went for a small walk - just a couple of kms from our house. Usually we go to the seashore, but now my husband proposed to go to the wild fields...

Here are the last houses of Feodosia. The town ends suddenly, and the wild prairie (or steppe) begins.

This day the sky was really magic, and it changed every moment...

This is our usual winter. Vineyards are sleeping, so as the trees sparsed in the steppe. The land would remain unchanged - no green colours, no white snow, only grey and pale yellow - till late January or even February.

But today we still saw some humble wildflowers. Sometimes they blossom even in January.

 The seagulls fly back to the seashore.

A small snail hiding in the withered grass...

Suddenly the colours of the steppe changed again.

On the way home we gathered some blackthorn.

...And at last we return home. The last sunbeams...

 ...And the last autumn flowers near the roadside shop. That was a great walk, really! So, we are ready for the winter...