A bit of a summer evening

Recently there was a very strong wind in Minsk. During an evening walk, I noticed a lonely autumn leaf on a tree. Unfortunately, a photograph will not convey its horror and steadfast resistance to the onslaught of the elements. The wind was dying down - you can take a break. But then a new gust is stronger than the previous one - the leaf again tries to hold on with all its might.

I watched the confrontation between nature and nature. People separate themselves from the world around them, oppose themselves to everything. “How she raged!” (nature) - as if there is me, and there is she. But when you look from the side, you see more clearly how everything interacts with itself. Like a dog trying to bite its own tail.

A steadfast autumn leaf! I think it won that night, to proudly fall on the wet November asphalt in the morning. Autumn. Once again, nature throws off its clothes, as it will one day throw us off.

See also The Fall

I took a walk and photographed a beautiful autumn sunset at the Chizhovskoye Reservoir in Minsk.

The trees are shedding their clothes, the streets have become quieter. Autumn has knocked on the doors of homes and hearts. It is already standing on the threshold.

I walked around Minsk in the evening and took some pictures with a camera with a CCD sensor. Minimum 400 ISO. Black and white from 1600 to 3200.

He tells her something, she listens attentively and with noticeable interest. What is their relationship like now? Why are they still together? So many years have passed, and they still feel good together? But there are so many options around. Couldn’t they find someone better in their entire lives? What if this is not the right person? Did they figure it out themselves, without the advice of psychologists from YouTube and “wise”, but somehow lonely friends?

It is especially difficult today to remain yourself and find your own. Everyone attacks with intrusive advice, an endless stream of temptations is just a click away in shiny algorithmic feeds.

Here he is - my man! I feel good with him. We just walk, holding hands, through a quiet evening city.

I know that they have gone this way. It was this path that brought them together. Each next step was taken for the sake of all the previous and subsequent ones. You don’t need to read Fromm to learn about love. Two old men know.

I’m walking around warm summer Minsk with my camera.