June 25, 2024; part one. An evening walk without a specific direction. I like to approach this spontaneously – then there is always a chance to find something interesting, or to feel something that has not been there for a long time: a passing sense of freedom, proximity to distant and forgotten times, a sense of boundlessness and diversity of the surrounding world…
The village of Kamennoye Krivoe. I walk along the main street past the century-old linden alley of the Khomentovskys. The village is surrounded by tall fir trees, behind which there were soft gentle clouds. It's pretty quiet all around. Except that loud music could be heard from the nearby village of Senchuki. There are always an unspeakable number of mosquitoes here, which is understandable: there is a river nearby, a pond on the other side, and the settlement itself is located in a lowland. And everywhere there are shadows from behind old trees, most of which have clearly survived more than one generation here.
I turn to the pond, which was part of the princely estate a long time ago. At one time there was a park with century-old oaks, one of them, which is said to be about three hundred years old, stands here to this day. Once upon a time, on a small island with pine trees, located in the middle of a pond, there was a gazebo where landowners from all over the neighborhood gathered on warm evenings, a violin orchestra played and tea parties were held. That's why this island is now called «tea island». The landscape continues to preserve its beauty, and it is not surprising that it was here, a couple of centuries ago, that the decision was made to create an estate.












