Saturday, 6 June 2009
It isn't snow. It's some stuff coming from the trees every summer (I call it tree sperm).
And without merci it fills up your appartemnt, car and ENT cavaties.
Fortunatelly I don't have issues, but I also don't expect it to be hypoallergicm.
It even burns like hell.
So, no fun at all.
I just was in the country side and forests around moscow is no trace of it. It doesn't seem to be a specific russian kind of tree.
What leads me to the question why the the only tree they plant in they grey city is one that makes the biggest possible mess?!
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About this blog
I would anyway fail. I am too long here. So beauty & decay, education & corruption, high culture & kafka-style administration are meanwhile normal for me.
So this blog is like a painting from from Roy Lichtenstein... when you are with your nose on it :) You will just see the dots, not gaining any understanding of the whole.
Most things will look strange in this blog. But you can be sure, I would not live here, if there would not be a lot of great things here. Unfortunately, the weired stories are more interesting to tell & read.