Petar Bojić's photos

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A few days ago hiking the road seen in the main picture looking up at my village, I saw a plowman plowing the land in the old-fashioned way. I knew it was my family godfather Slavko plowing his country. I hurried to perpetuate this difficult life of the peasants.There was no other way but to reach the uphill and dense forest before the plowing was over.When I broke out of the woods, breathlessly I made the first picture.That is why it is more unclear than the others. Of course, my godfather was happy and stopped plowing. It was good for him and his horses to rest. Especially for the horses, he had to put a gear on his head because they went too fast for him and bit each other. (One would think that these are covid masks). We talked a little, had a drink, but then each of us had to move on.I hike, and the godfather continue to plow. Unfortunately, we are not aware that even today in the 21st century there are people who live hard. Of course, these are exceptions. The reason is the steep and inaccessible terrain for modern equipment, and the prices of the service would be inaccessible.

HFF from village!

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The March mushrooms is one of the first mushrooms to appear after a dull and cold winter. Some have said that it does not look nice and does not match the assessment that it is one of the better quality mushrooms. Maybe changes opinion.

HFF on Good Friday for believers who count Easter according to the Julian calendar