
About yesterday.
With the younger, who was a monster, and became a kettarian, went to Verkhoshimye. We saw the morning dew, Gauls (they are also ink nuts, of which they used to make ink, they say that the most persistent ink were of them) oak ones. ?? I caught the first red -handed in my life. They swam in a boat and bathed. And they even got into a small “storm” when suddenly a wind and a wave rose in the Verkhoshizhemsky pond, which attributed the boat to the side, and it was hard and great to swim. They ate local chebureks and dumplings. Suburb!
There, in the Verkhoshimye, great. Calm and quiet. And so the air - you’ll sway! Even the water here tastes. The day there, plus the road - it seems that I visited the vacation.
PS It is a pity that only the shores and the forest along the pond are completely filled. And everywhere there are pregnancy tests. Strange places sometimes choose people for testing :))









