Daisies bloomed on
Hoverla Mountain, and cats purred and rubbed against my legs asking me to share my food with them when I sat on the porch and
ate my first sandwich early morning. Afterward, I went on a hike with friends
to Hoverla - the highest mountain in Ukraine. All this beauty of nature in the Carpathians Mountains gives such a crazy charge
of vigor and energy, and what delicious banoshes in the Carpathians hutsuls dishes with cheese like feta and cow creams and corn grain boiled on a fair place in mountains, very hearty and very
nutritious, this is food for shepherds, which gave shepherds the strength to
live the whole day...
This love that I feel in the mountains, near the Nesamovyto lake, these landscapes, these crazy smells of pine forests, blueberries, raspberries, red rue, rapid streams of mountains rivers, singing of birds, will not leave anyone indifferent... Hiking in the mountains cannot be compared to any camping, motel, or luxury hotel, this natural beauty of pristine mountains at dawn and amazing sunsets, they are like communion, in the temple of mother earth, the clear air of the mountains is the best massage for my brain, it cleanses from all the material dirt that sticks in the city.
I am always happy
in the Carpathians Mountains, full of energy. It is the best sport for me. And
in the evening, when I sit by the fire, the fire crackles quietly, the stars
twinkle above my head, enjoy soup with Carpathians Mountains mushroom soup,
which is cooked on the fire. In such moments I feel so happy from so many
amazing adventures during the day, just lying on the rug, looking at these
stars, sing Ukrainian songs with friends, and regaining the feeling from
childhood that everything is possible in this world, that fairy tales can be
lived, written, created and finally dream come true...
Аліна Шилан "карпатські спогади"
Прийде тихе Різдво до нас ниніВпустим мовчки його ми до хати.Слізно й боляче нашій Вкраїні,В Святий вечір засяє нам зірка,Стіл накриєм з дванадцяти страв,.Хоч на серці невесело й гірко,Та Господь сильну віру нам дав!Пломеніє з молитвою свічка,Білим воском від горя заплаче.В цю Святу і сумну ясну нічкуБоже личко всміхнеться дитяче.Простягне до нас ручки святії,Витре сльози, загоїть нам рани.Відійдуть в небуття дні лихії,Нова радість в Вкраїні настане!!!Колядуймо, Христа величаймо,Тай на зло ворогам нашим лютим.Перемоги вінець одягаймо -Україні Господь велів БУТИ!
Є теплі рукавиці, є теплі пледи, а є теплі люди...
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