by Maria Ionova Gribina
I found those animals in summer, when I was riding a bicycle to the sea. They were lying on the road, hit by cars. They were so defenseless and, in a day, or two they would be eaten by worms. I remembered my childhood, when my brother and I found a dead mole, bird or beetle, we buried them at the edge of the forest, together with flower petals and pebbles. Why did we do that? All animals in this project died naturally or after accidents with cars. The flowers were gathered near the place I found them.