The beauty of walking through the marsh is to be able to smell the traces of nature, the birds and the vegetation, not to mention the humidity. When you walk along a path, its fluffy arrows twist gracefully and sway in their welcome dance. The elegant thrill of the marsh makes me happy for myself. Thank goodness I got up early and didn't miss my run.
A little slack and the time flies by.
May. The sun's flying gait disfigures the sky, launching itself into the day. To go for a walk in the marsh, to spend hours here, to get away from everyone, just to be in contact with nature. While others are locked up or working hard.
It was a great day to recreate and create new things like 3 days ago, experiencing things very new to me which motivates me and inspires me even more to keep going. The air was full of ideas. And such an atmosphere was conducive to come up with something interesting.
The saddest thing is that those settlements they fell for are now consigned to oblivion and ruin. And how many more there are in these orchards and estates, perhaps only God knows... one of the oldest houses is now only the ruins. Hardly anyone lives or lives in such places anymore and everything will be forgotten.
Today there is a serene field that hides the moans and screams. The shattered iron and the fate of people. The dripping rain in the middle of the afternoon and letting hours pass here and trying to be better with myself, while it's time to get home to my daughter and my beloved animals so that the day will pass.
Photos of my authorship.