My favorite city is Kostroma.

At the end of winter, an unusual February frost struck. Frosts came together in a large anticyclone. The anticyclone brought sun and blue sky. This is a wonderful time when Khima brings joy.

The sun is already felt on the skin of the face with its warm touch.

I left my studio and went to another part of town to visit my client. On the way, I enjoyed the sunny weather and decided to drive through the historic center of the city and along the Volga River embankment to see the state of urban nature.

All this can be described in a nutshell. Frost and sun. This wonderful combination leaves a beautiful frost mark on the trees.

I could not resist in the car, I parked on the embankment and walked around the city. It was very beautiful. From the west, the blue sky was obscured by a large gray cloud, which had formed from the smoke and steam of a large woodworking enterprise. This large cloud hung low over the ice of the Volga River like fog.

The views with this fog are imbued with the feeling of the cold of winter. After enjoying the views of the Volga, I went up the street to the very center of the city. The world around me glittered and sparkled in the sun with crystals of snowflakes.

This impressive sight left the city clean and white. I walked up the street from the embankment to the center straight to the monument to Ivan Susanin.

Ivan Susanin is a famous Russian character. A peasant who led a detachment of Poles into the swamps. Hero of the fight against the invaders of the early 17th century. The character gained his fame during the war of 1812. Then the war with the French conquerors was nationwide and the war was called Patriotic.

During this war, a partisan movement developed rapidly, as a result of which ordinary peasants fought with the French. Then they remembered about the hero Ivan Susanin.

Since then, they have not forgotten.

And in Kostroma, this hero is especially revered, since Ivan Susanin lived not very far from the city of Kostroma.

This is how a short walk through the frosty winter city took me on a historical excursion to the time of Ivan Susanin and a hundred years later.