The spring is over (though not astronomically) but in the second half of May, birds seemed to be singing all over Moscow. Even in the garden between the Leninsky Prospekt and one of those columned “Research Institute” buildings, over the traffic noise, I heard… perhaps a nightingale. I am still unsure if I can make out birds’ voices but I’d like to think it was nightingales that I heard at night outside my window for a whole week in May.
Winterings in Trans-Scythia
Fragments of a blog
Winterings in Trans-Scythia
Fragments of a blog