Slurry snow-3

I have lived all my life in a city where roads and sidewalks are never sprinkled with reagent. This is Veliky Ustyug. Yes, take any other small district center, then it will always be clean in winter.

And in Vologda, as it turned out, the reagent for eliminating ice is everywhere.

Well, winter is mild this year and there will always be porridge at near-zero temperatures.

And there are very few snowfalls.

Usually the fallen snow covers all the dirt.

And now it's warm and the snow is not falling.

And so for almost a month. Every day!

Last year I remember only one moment with mud, and that was just during the thaw.

And the winter before last was very frosty and snowy.

And three years ago there was no snow in winter at all from the word at all.

For this reason, I had nothing to compare it with.

Perhaps it wasn't always like this.

It just happened to coincide with the weather.

I won't take it off every day.

Although...If it's going to be like this all winter, then I'll just have to show it.

There are a lot of photos in this post.

I don't want to stretch this mud for another post.

I'd rather show you something prettier.

But it's not pretty for you.

I love and accept any condition.

But when I come to remote corners of the region, my eyes rejoice, of course, from the cleanliness, from the white snow.

But this dirt affects our consciousness, our mood.

I'm sure many people are in a bad mood because of this.

I myself was a little sad here, not finding myself beautiful and interesting plots.

And then how I found it!

Here it is, all in front of your nose.

I always say the same thing.

Our reality needs to be captured.

Times and epochs are changing rapidly.

And the photos will be able to save all this.

Let it seem as if no one needs it.

Perhaps many people are not interested in it, but years later it will be valuable.

Yes, even dirt!

So I think I did everything right.

Maybe I'll shoot this mess somehow, if I come up with a new creative approach.

In the meantime, we need to distract ourselves.

Until the new mud!