Album ten
(Translated by D.
Mosesian)
Ten.. I don't like anniversaries. But it's worth mentioning - it's been
already 4 month that I make you to look at these pages from time to time. I hope you like
it ;-)
I've decided to dedicate this issue to a single topic.
The place where the city started - St. Peter and St. Paul Fortress on Zaiatchii island. |
| Night. Street. Lamp. Pharmacy :)(quote from a wide known
poem) |
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| It's quite cold I should mention. So you can see only
miserable cold foreign tourists, and sellers of souvenirs and pirozhki, wearing something
in the folk style but obviously not suited for winter. |
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It's too early to say that the river is icebound, but it is
already a bit cold for swimming. Perhaps in couple of weeks there will be a trail stamped
across the river as usual.. |
| Sometime long ago there were money here. Now only medals,
it seems. |
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Peter and Paul Cathedral• I have to say this - that
building on your left is definitely out of style :) |
| The needle didn't fit on the previous frame, I just
couldn't stand far enough. But here it is in all its beauty, at night though. Frankly
speaking those spotlights are mainly lighting the clouds. |
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Here you can observe the grill of the Summer Garden :)
I wonder what is it doing that far from its native habitat? |
| A little " postcard-like " but nice anyway. |
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On your left: grim Petersburg's fishermen are fishing near
the fortress. The tactics is simple - fish is loosing its attention unaware that the catch
is more important for them than their lives. IN the frame on your right you can see that
less than a week ago (on the background) the waves were floating there..
Anyway, even now only about a half of the river is covered with ice and behind the Palace
bridge there is not even a trace of it.. |
| A wall of the fortress. Embrasures are temporarily out of
service :) |
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It looks like someone had been languishing here in this
dungeon.. |
Snow glitters...
[skipped, I don't think I can translate poetry really]
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