Last year in Zarya (a settlement in the Vologda region) I photographed the stables, but not the dugouts. When I connected back to the frequency of mysticism, and therefore to the dugouts, I began to study the map again and found many places with cellars.
Zarya was among them. It seemed to me that I had studied everything there, but somehow miraculously there are new locations, and the most obvious ones.
Every time I come across them with the words: "How did I not notice them here before, because I looked the map up and down?!"
The cellars here stand along the Pochenga River.
And a little further there is a "village" with stables. I thought these were residential areas..
I will not say that this place is some kind of mystical - there are places much stronger!
But still, I remembered it, it sank into my soul and, as usual, a certain code of memories and a code of the state of my soul at the time of the walk were created.
Imperceptibly, the fog enveloped the floodplain of the river and embellished the views of the village with its haze.
All summer long I imagined how I would walk here, but when you find yourself in the present tense, all the anticipation disappears and everything becomes somehow unreal.
It feels like the illusion of representation in the head of this walk feels more real than the walk itself.
And after all, in general, dreams and reality mix and it turns out some kind of strange memory ...
At such moments, you want to come back and try to feel yourself there again...
