She asked around some more and I did some thinking, too, and it turned out you had to walk outside the monastery to come close to the tower, and we went down to the pond together - and since I felt a little bit like an intruder, awkward, I decided to be the first one to do the silly ritual, to make the woman feel more at ease: I stepped away from the stroller and into the mud, and put my palms on the cold white wall, and stood there for half a minute or so, thinking frantically of a wish to make, ending up with two instead of one, laughing at myself all the while.
I walked away without saying good-bye to the woman - because it seemed like a polite thing to do in that context.
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The pond still has some ice on it - enough to hold various kinds of garbage on the surface: bricks, for example, that must've been thrown into the lake by kids.
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Naprudnaya Tower is on the right:

great photo
ReplyDeleteThat's a nice story. I hope both your wishes, and hers, come true.
ReplyDeleteOscar