You never know if it will be morning. And what it will be like. At some point, I just stopped watching the news because everything was too gloomy. I constantly remember the movie "The Lord of the Rings" and the hordes of orcs. The russians are climbing our country with such hordes. And in fact, they are exactly the same. I look at a lot of things differently now. And I watch movies with different eyes. I know how unusually close a terrible reality can be.
But life always has different shades. Everything is not divided into white and black. Even in the most difficult moments, you can find a ray of light, a little warmth, a little love. Atos and I are going for a walk. We walk along the courtyards towards the forest. Everything is quiet and calm. At some point, my iPhone is howling with a siren - it's an air alarm. But we keep going. We have nowhere to hide. And there's no point.
The forest meets us with spring flowers. They're really beautiful. Garden flowers may think they have no competitors, but it's a mistake. The forest and the field are always a sea of colors, bizarre shapes and delicate petals. And here's a spruce with young cones! I stuff full pockets of cones for my squirrel. He loves them.
Life is a complicated thing. Fantasy becomes a reality so quickly: both good and bad. The world is changing rapidly. The only thing I regret is that I can't watch it change long enough. No one can. Man is dead and this is an undeniable fact. It's a pity. Life is complicated, but an insanely interesting thing.
Attos and I are turning back towards the house. We still have garden work planned for today.
