Last standing, yes, that's what I wanted to convey in this picture. Everything had already been swallowed up by the grayness of late autumn, but the last fighter, strong and bright, as if the sun itself had caught on mighty branches, played and decided to stay there until next spring. The last rays have painted the foliage in the color of warmth, but the cold is already picking up … How much longer will he be able to resist it.