One evening at the Red Bridge-2

The postcard is ready. Can be sent by mail. The boatman made this evening, thanks to the smooth surface of the water spoiled by him, excellent pictures turned out.

Meanwhile, the clouds have reached their maximum gloom and now you cannot confuse the feeling of an impending thunderstorm.

The stormy sky very quickly changes its shape and texture.

A strip of rain is already visible in the distance.

But at the same time, it is clear that the bad weather will quickly end and a bright sky will come.

Darkness.

The people stirred. The wind blew, the first drops from the sky began to fall, but still no one ran. Everyone walked calmly, as if a thunderstorm was a common occurrence for them.

The downpour lasted only a few minutes, as I expected, everything ended quickly.

The thunderstorm went further to frighten people with its frightening sky.

And Vologda plunged into summer twilight.

As if nothing had happened.

Only it became fresh on the street and the dust nailed.