Картины в рамке, багете Rye

The rye field froze on the eve of a thunderstorm, clouds hung in the foreground, ready to spill hundreds of heavy drops. And in the distance everything is clear, but already waiting for the arrival of wind and rain. The rye field looks the darker the brighter the rye that grows on it, it bends down under the wind. And it seems as if the wind will blow the rain past, but it's not, the cloud is hanging too low, the sun is gradually disappearing and a shadow is spreading from the foreground of the picture to the horizon, absorbing more and more earth with every second, leaving behind only the crimson glow of ripe rye. There is a white church in the distance, as a symbol of protection from the impending darkness, it is illuminated by the disappearing sun and therefore clearly visible from afar.