Domov k spominu

When nearing the end, people tend to go back to the beginning, to their childhood, their roots. But what remains are just stumps of what were once blooming cherry trees, and photographs which soon nobody can decipher. After suffering a stroke, Štefka could not even remember her name. Suddenly one night, a memory from her early childhood returns; when she was just 3, her great-grandma showed her a photograph of her children. Štefka pays a visit to her sister Zorka, a blinded photographer, who might know more about it.