Bad Times

My appetite for photography and certainly for pretty pictures is waning. What the long cold and snow bound winter didn't quite manage, the war situation has begun the completion of. This old graveyard, no longer used, contains the remains of a number of Russians who doubtless when they ruled Finland, thought their empire would never end.
 It did. And so did they.
 And now the new pernicious breed are at it again.
 It hardly seems worth making art or indeed anything else right now with this madman on the loose. Ukraine is doomed. All the marching up and down and waving blue and yellow flags will achieve nothing. Ukraine is doomed. Who is next? I feel certain that someone is on the top of the list.