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Western Ukraine. The edge of the cloud where they live.
In a whirlwind and bustle of the September trip to the Himalayas, I completely forgot to tell something about the best month of 2013. It was not really planned trip. Since the family had to go to the Crimea. But the circumstances were such that we had to change the sea, the beach and the horrible stuffiness, on clean air and endless forests and mountain rivers. Yes, the sea is not ... but there is a sea untouched nature and the lack of crowds endless mass of people.
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Carpathian mists of this crazy and fascinating spectacle. Catch them pretty hard. To do this, at least need to have the desire to get up very early to know where to look ... and perhaps all! Who has ever seen the dawn, knows that feeling when nature fades, as if holding her breath, before a new difficult day.
And just as the first rays of the sun appears a light breeze.
If you drive on the opposite side. That can be seen as the river Stryi gently floats the morning mist, a village kutaya New Wren.
Even very early
After the stuffy city, the smell of wildflowers knocks down)
If you go down to the bottom, you can see the bridge connecting the two parts of the village.
For hours, I think, 6 am. This man moved out carefully corrects the day of the board.
In the afternoon you can walk through the woods. Hunt squirrels.
But the way they are.
In the eternal search of nuts.
In his free time doing nothing, he taught the daughter of the flight case. She liked it. So far, only the first strokes.)
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31 photo.
Carpathian mists of this crazy and fascinating spectacle. Catch them pretty hard. To do this, at least need to have the desire to get up very early to know where to look ... and perhaps all! Who has ever seen the dawn, knows that feeling when nature fades, as if holding her breath, before a new difficult day.
And just as the first rays of the sun appears a light breeze.
If you drive on the opposite side. That can be seen as the river Stryi gently floats the morning mist, a village kutaya New Wren.
Even very early
After the stuffy city, the smell of wildflowers knocks down)
If you go down to the bottom, you can see the bridge connecting the two parts of the village.
For hours, I think, 6 am. This man moved out carefully corrects the day of the board.
In the afternoon you can walk through the woods. Hunt squirrels.
But the way they are.
In the eternal search of nuts.
In his free time doing nothing, he taught the daughter of the flight case. She liked it. So far, only the first strokes.)
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