Sometimes, when I want to write something, I suddenly realize my thoughts have reached a dead end and refuse to budge.
These aren't the most pleasant moments, especially when I have this interesting thought about how the bun on the fox's nose was just spinning and then suddenly vanished.
Maybe the yeast from which the bun was made wasn't fresh, or the flour wasn't the highest grade, but that happens with baked goods, lol.
In such moments, it helps to think, even if only in a dream, about the birthplace of many legends and fairy tales, where the wind whistles, where the snow is knee-deep in winter, and the only shelter from the cold is in a cozy little house in front of a roaring fire.
As soon as this occurs to me, everything immediately falls into place.
There, in those tiny villages, there's a treasure trove of imagination, because you'll hear the same tale told differently by different storytellers.
Someone will inevitably add something of their own, and after you've been told dozens of different versions of a legend, you'll hardly be able to tell they were just repetitions. They're all unique in their own way, but they haven't been registered with the writers' community as part of the cultural heritage of the region where they're told.
Yes, the legend lives literally beneath your feet, like the castle's numerous underground passages, through which the nobility raided neighboring settlements, and bandits, in turn, raided the nobility in the castles through these underground passages.
After a short visit to such a village, even just a mental one, you get the feeling you were part of all those legends, that you were the one who built the underground passages, that you carried out the raids or repelled them, and, undoubtedly, you feel the cold of those steppes, the smell of mown hay, and the smell of the cattle and poultry yards around which the legends danced.
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Material thoughts about beekeeping №1
When I visited dense forests, I did not see ideal conditions for bees there, but many beekeepers harvest beekeeping products in such places.
Link to the container with my portfolio
Link to the container with my Tag memo for getting coins #1
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