The New Year is approaching us with inescapably quiet steps. Festive lighting appears on the streets, New Year trees have been installed somewhere, someone buys gifts and food for the festive table in the store.
What happens at the flea market at this time? Well, first of all, it's winter. The snow fell on time and already on December 1 covered the entire earth. The market is also covered in snow, and this is better than seeing what the ground is covered with in such places.
Father Frost is already sitting on the suitcases ... more precisely, it is in the box, but the box itself is on the suitcase.
His colleagues are passionate about gifts and addresses.
Do not be alarmed, this is not another Santa Claus. It's just a grandfather. Or maybe he's real, but disguised ... disguises himself, sniffs out, watches.
Yes, there are different encounters ...
I also did not immediately understand what was in front of me. Only when I got closer did I notice the chin raised up. This is a wooden sculpture. You, of course, recognized the samovar.
The market is going on with ordinary life with a tinge of New Year's mood.
This life is real, there is no place for virtuality. Maybe only she will remain real ...
##MONOMAD
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| Camera | Sony A7М2 |
| Lens | ОKS 1-22-1 |
| Location | Russia |
| Post-production | in LR |
Manual processing in Lightroom