That's not the Twirly One. That's Nerussa river. We're still in Bryansky Les. We didn't plan this, but our two days trip somehow extended to almost a week.
We decided to stay here for Laura's memorial day which is tomorrow. In the meanwhile, we're walking with horses, watching bisons, looking for roe deer, discussing ideas and helping a little.
And I can explain, but I have a strange but strong feeling that for some reason I don't know yet all this matters. Probably, even more than our recent adventures.
