I was waiting for the bus boarding to start. I was wearing a long T-shirt and sandals. Behind me stood a guy kidding around. He was saying that there was nothing to do in Poshekhonie. I corrected him and said, "There is the most delicious cheese ever there." The dude answered, "There was," and I added, "and will be".
Trickery
I was resting at "Black mane", fishing for crucian carps and eating wild sea-buckthorn. On my way home, I waved to a farmer who was coming back from work.