The childhood memories have now the scent of apple blooms.
Many stories ought to be told. We laughted, spent quality time together, partied. After such a feast we felt like cycling, kayaking and also went in Ceahlau mountain.
The children went frolic and played like kids do. They ran in our park, bathed in our wooden vat. They also painted Eastern eggs.
In other words, a fairylike Eastern.
Photography by Daniel Drelciuc and Andrei Daniel