Real forest, with the fallen trees and wind-fallen trees, covered with a moss, as if someone threw on the semilucent bedspread of gently-green color on all of it. Where yet pine-forest mushrooms (aka borovik) have to grow, if not there in such coniferous forests? And frightful photos of garden of stone. The cross. But without him it's clearly also - the death here was here.... Again to the fir-trees and to the waterfalls. And another "death" on wheels. No, i've mistaken, that on the tracks.