Blooming Vologda

I've already told you about the blooms this year. Let me briefly remind you that they left quickly due to the sudden heat, and then all the petals were blown away by strong winds. Plus, there was no obvious emphasis on any of the blooms. Lilac lasted the longest.

Actually, I've been out of my life for two weeks, one of which is SPIEF, the other is a busy work schedule.

I haven't gone anywhere, haven't walked in that time. Just a job.

The universe has prepared something unusual for me if it hasn't let me go anywhere for two weeks...

I wanted space, feelings, and sensations...and I was driven into a fierce reportage.

...If suddenly someone is waiting for pictures from St. Petersburg, they will not be there. I only had time to sleep.

Interesting tempering is obtained: at first, you get blown away by the density of work and workload, and when it gets easier, you can even get bored.

I've improved my efficiency in the past years... I didn't ask for it!

But if I hadn't worked so hard back then, I wouldn't be able to do the job right now.

Where is the cosmos? I was there in May. He's not here right now.

And the soul won't open up while running around reporting or sitting at home in a state of fatigue.

I need a remote, quiet place at night and solitude.

It is desirable that the place be new, unfamiliar, in order to evoke very vivid emotions and a strong memory code.

It seems that the moment has come when it is finally possible to travel far...but immediately this opportunity was blocked.

What am I doing wrong?