Winter stuff & last day of autumn pictures
I’ve sent the last batch of my Christmas cards & candies on Thursday. The post office was unusually empty, although it’s always full this time of year. It doesn’t feel very Christmassy here, even with Christmas trees and holiday decorations in the shops and in the street. It’s rather warm now (about 0C or -2C) and, I think, we had our first winter snow just yesterday. It rained a few times since the beginning of December. Mass protests don’t go well with the Christmas & New Year stuff either. Tens of thousands protested today in Moscow against the results of the latest parliamentary elections. I don’t remember protests so big since my childhood, i.e. since the last months of the Soviet Union. And if you wanted to know, yes, I’ve voted this time (first time in my life, actually) and not for the party that allegedly won. As one of my friends put it, it’s hard to make out what is happening right now. It’s strange, unusual, new and surprising. I don’t know whether it’s good or bad. But I know it is definitely happening.
And now for something completely different. In the last autumn day I went out to take some pictures. I headed to the park but instead I stuck in this place which looked like a gritty crime drama setting. It wasn’t this menacing as it looks in the pictures but still it really had character. Anyway, the pictures (they are not very fluffy, be warned) are under the cut.
And now for something completely different. In the last autumn day I went out to take some pictures. I headed to the park but instead I stuck in this place which looked like a gritty crime drama setting. It wasn’t this menacing as it looks in the pictures but still it really had character. Anyway, the pictures (they are not very fluffy, be warned) are under the cut.