Crambe repetita (46)
15 July 2017, around 6.13.
Not through love of sour cabbage soup or makhorka is the wealth of industrialists or the glory of generals won.
—Vasily Grossman (Forever Flowing, p. 198, trans. Thomas P. Whitney)
15 July 2017, around 13.32.
The forest is full of noises: the young squirrels clucking and monitoring us, in relay, from the trees; the strange creaking groan, like the slow opening of a door, of the forest settling; then, as we descended, the distant notes of an amateur cornet (or flute) in uncertain melody. No bears or other large mammals though, save for the hikers who were arriving as we left.