Prechistenka on Sunday, around 4 PM.
This may seem like a boring picture - no action, no nothing. No cars. Right, and this is what's truly extraordinary about it: Moscow sometimes looks like this on weekends - and, as Mishah said, this is probably how it used to be a long, long time ago, before it turned into a huge and seemingly neverending traffic jam.
We took a trolley to the center today, with Marta in a stroller, and had a wonderful walk through all the little streets between Ostozhenka and Prechistenka. Marta slept through it all, as usual.