Vologda land from above-2

I don't know how to accurately convey the feelings when such pictures are obtained. Outwardly, it looks like something magazine-like, epic, but inside it feels like something warm and familiar. And I want to take as many such photos as possible.

But, again, this does not belong to any frequency...it's such a world, separate, unique and very rare.

But about the value...in second place...after recent rare and long trips to remote corners of Vologda region.

That's because it has everything except a strong memory code.

I didn't smell the grass, my feet weren't damp from the evening dew, I didn't hear the grasshoppers, I didn't feel the cool wind on me...

And looking at the photo, I can't take a mental walk.

...I wonder why I am given such an opportunity to navigate through these worlds and photographic frequencies (and maybe not only)?

From my environment and from all the photographers I know, no one does it like me.

One or two genres and that's forever, maybe someone changes one genre to another over time.

And I change them several times a month, or even more often.