Dugouts in Leskovo. Part 2

Let me remind you that Leskovo is a village and the center of the former Leskovsky rural settlement in the Vologda region of the Vologda region. Vologda is 15 km away. The population is 600+ people.

Let me also remind you that last year, around the same time, I had similar situations when I found cellars in places that I already seemed to know quite well.

I wonder if I had found them here that summer, would it have been some kind of place of power for me?

It seems to me that yes, because then I felt everything very vividly.

The next place after Leskovo was the dugouts in Ananyino, and then in Sosnovka.

This time, I had the feeling that it wasn't an accident and that something was definitely going to happen in my life.

Not in a bad way, as this is a good mysticism and part of creativity, but in some equally interesting and strange way.

But so far, the oddities are only happening in the weather...

Do you see snow? And it's gone.

I managed to walk through the snowdrifts and feel the winter at least a little.

And yet, how does it happen that I "accidentally" do not walk a few meters and do not notice a whole bush of dugouts?

Maybe it was necessary so that Leskovo would not be established at that time as a bright place of power, but there would be connections to other places.

But it seems to me that even if I had felt something among the dugouts in Leskovo, this place would not have overshadowed Molochnoye or Sosnovka and Kubenskoye.

What was the universe afraid of at that time? Would the course of events have changed? I just don't believe that I didn't get there by accident.

I remember for sure that I was walking along the road ahead towards the dugouts and from afar I heard multiple voices of young people. It was already restless that summer evening in Leskovo, apparently, I just decided not to contact anyone else and turned in the other direction.

But I didn't find anything on the map either...

It's all strange and incomprehensible, but I know for sure that there's something here for a reason...There are no accidents in my life.

And all the dugouts and in general all my photographic activities are connected with other life situations and events, and especially the dugouts.

That's why I so often associate something photographic with life in general.

Because my life is photography!

I would not say that this is the place where I would return again, but still, thank you Leskovo!