Still life of a frosty wasteland.
Still life of a frosty wasteland. Coming out onto the once summer blooming meadows now covered with a layer of snow that creaks underfoot with every step a certain feeling of…
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Searching for streets.
Searching for streets. Have you ever had to search for a street? No, I'm not talking about the case when you look for a street on a city map where, for example a store is…
Excessive modesty in fish farming
Modesty is an excellent human quality if he knows how to be modest and be content with little and be grateful to God for the little he has. But sometimes modesty is…
The beginning of the performance.
The beginning of the performance. At the time when in the affairs of people who have worked all day there comes a certain intermission the sun in the sky is just beginning. The…
The way to the city.
Cities are sometimes a very strange I would say, elusive substance. They are difficult to leave and sometimes it is not easy to reach them. These cities attract or scare us.…
On the other side.
On the other side. On the other side... this phrase is said about something that is beyond some real or imaginary fences that are set for us, or we set them ourselves for…
Poets are not fishermen.
Poets are not fishermen. Being on the shore of a quiet backwater in the reflection of which I see a forest sleeping around the lake the thought comes that poets are not…
Horror of nutritionists.
Horror of nutritionists. If there are any food products that strike fear into the minds of nutritionists then probably one of the first places will be various kinds of sausages…
The merchant's morning.
The merchant's morning. Early morning the sun had just begun to rise and the lighthouse that pointed the way to the trading city had already gone out in the night. All the…
Strong motivation.
Strong motivation. How would you feel if you were told that tomorrow you will wake up early in the morning and go to an unknown place and you will walk ankle-deep in wet grass…