A big modern house has only two inhabitants: an elderly couple, humble peasants. They seem rather lost and not too much accustomed to such a space. They are waiting for somebody. The objects and sounds in the house help us realize that "somebody" means: the son, daughter-in-law and grandson, living in France... Coloring Easter eggs (Orthodox folk custom) for all of them, knitting the sweater for grandson, waiting. Will the awaited ones come...!? Eternal, metaphysical waiting.

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