Loved ones and familiar places, the stone-carved facades of the houses and apricot trees lining the streets, the hydroelectric power station my grandfather helped build, and the roofs of bright red tiles — my childhood memories of Nova Kakhovka are as colourful and warm as a bountiful southern summer. But when war comes to the town, it will remain that way only in your memory.

The film was included in the anthology of short films ‘Ukrainian New Wave: Сoming Together’.