Courtyard spaces. Lukyanovo-3

How many times have I experienced this and here again: when you are on the frequency (creative wave) of yard spaces, then everything else seems not so significant.

It seems like this is the most important thing that I have to shoot.

But I have already studied all this and realized that I must exist on all creative waves (frequencies) in turn.

It's like different layers, layers of me, my Self, where I'm different everywhere, but the same in one – I feel and then I write down the memory code.

And all this brings some kind of benefit.

Dilapidated housing and courtyards, abandoned villages – a document of time.

And street photography is metaphysics.

All the most important, interesting and sensual things happened at the place of the Nameless Stream.

I was looking forward to this place, imagining how I would walk there and the nightingales would sing.

But I didn't wait for the peak of the nightingale's trills and went there anyway.

And in the midst of the spring evening silence, somewhere far away in the bushes, as if by my order, a nightingale sang!

Even though I'm used to miracles in my life, goosebumps still ran from this!

A wonderful place along the stream! I would be ready to live there at least now!

As you have already understood, I decided to take a walk in the private sector.

Or rather, I decided to reach the confluence of an Nameless stream with the Vologda River.

There are very cozy places here.

And, as it turned out, very ancient. There was an old settlement located here.

Houses are not young either.

An overpass for repairing cars from an old trailer.

In general, Lukyanovo will definitely be remembered, since a miracle happened here.

Yesterday I doubted it, but today I miss that time.

But that's not all. I will continue to study Lukyanovo, as I have also overlooked a couple of places in this neighborhood. But that's later.