Two red-breasted bullfinches feast on maroon rowan berries. The air of late autumn is fresh and frosty. Yellow leaves, not yet withered, fill the area with comfort and warmth. The last time I saw bullfinches was when I was 12 years old. They flew into our balcony. I decided to capture them in watercolor, because these beautiful birds are one of the brightest and kindest memories in my life.