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Barsukynė – Antakalnis

It is so good I heard a call and went to see the colours, to listen to the rustle of the leaves, to feel the sun on the top, to breathe in the damp cold scent on the shady slope.

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The Coloured Springs

They've always been so near to the 'new' location of my workplace, yet I first found them only on my vacation (I only had to send a parcel to the buyers of our recombinant virus proteins).

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Rasos – Ribiškės

This is a trip one week ago. It took place on the outskirts of the city, yet it meant quitting the restricted way of life. I reached the place by a trolleybus on a journey twice as short as my workday commute. Yet I never used the city transport for fun so often for a whole year (this was a second trip this spring). The path had a handful of people, however I have to learn to tolerate their presence. The silence of empty forests is temporarily suspended this year as well, as all the people strive to enjoy local nature. So I was simply glad to be in this unique place, that was once carved by running spring water.

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