I began with Domashany. And they, as you know, start from the Minsk-Vostochny station.
Time of lupin (horse sorrel).
Mandatory collection of brushwood. Try to find more branches in this greenery. So far, it’s working.
Creepy.
Fairy tales tell a story. Observe fire safety.
Mandatory barbecue.
On the way home.
Minsk Arena has hospitably opened its doors for skating enthusiasts for a month. Sometimes professionals leak in there.
Finally, he took the lamps to a special container. Not mercury-containing, but luminescent.
I handed over the accumulated glass. For eleven kg of glass, I received about 0.5 dollars. Just enough to buy a bunch of dill from the grand from the subway.
Someone is handing over glass, someone Moskvitch.
And yes, I bought a bunch of dill, as I wrote above.
I’ll just sprinkle potatoes in a rustic way and a country barbecue, which my friends carefully laid down for me on the road.
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