Every single photograph tells a story.
On September 14th 2014, I was attending a service at an Orthodox Monastery from Northern Romania. When the service was done, I was ready to leave but I noticed something unusual for me: in the yard of the monastery a man was carrying a massive block of wood. Not carrying a big piece of wood is unusual but those signs on it.
I like to think there are no coincidences and everything happens for a reason.