Lughnasadh... Time turns to the gold of Autumn, the ears are filled with strength, and the smell of apples is in the air... Shadows of midday ladies and forest witches gather in the fields. The time of the dance, the time of the first meeting with Autumn, which is included in this dance, woven from sunset rays and herbs...

Photos from my old series "Fields of Death" reinterpreted and with new edition created in this day dedicated to Lughnasadh.

August 2016 (new editing 2022).