This morning started with dew on the flowers. Or maybe it rained last night. In any case, the sun was shining among the clouds in the sky and it was time to take a walk along the river. The clouds were small in size and the sun now and then hid and showed itself, and sometimes it just shone through the haze at half strength.
This is the favorite river of my childhood Lagovezh. I have shown it many times and will not get tired of showing it in the future.
Of course, I could not deny myself the pleasure of swimming. After the night, the water invigorates well.
I understand that this is not an azure lagoon, not a mountain river with crystal water ... but not for me. This is my river and I will not exchange it for any seas and oceans. Although I also love the sea, I will not dissemble. However, this river is closer to me than any other reservoirs.
By the way, earlier in my childhood there was no such greenery on the islands. There were small islands with coarse quartz sand and nothing grew on them. Apparently over the years the islands were covered with a layer of silt. After all, in the spring they are completely flooded. And then came the greenery.
The course of the river is also gradually changing. The high bank is washed away by the current and crumbles. As a result, it happens that the trees, having lost their support, fall into the river.
Everything is changing.
Good finds happen. When walking in nature, the main thing is not to rush and be careful. In principle, on every meter of land you can find something interesting.
This is the last bend of the river and there is no further. She didn't disappear. It just flows into another larger river.
This is the place, our Lagovezh on the left behind a small cape. And this is the Tvertsa River. Soon the Tvertsa itself will merge with the Volga, but this cannot be seen from here.
This is such a morning walk. Hope you enjoyed it.
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| Camera | Sony A7М2 |
| Lens | Samyang 35 1,4 |
| Location | Russia |
| Post-production | in LR |
Manual processing in Lightroom