in strange burial grounds, archaeologists discovered women's jewelry brought from egypt and byzantium, such dazzling beauty in the dark could only be afforded by women from noble classes perfectly, who know their own value and money. this is a confirmation that the waterway from the varangians to the greeks passed nearby, here and the explanation of another version of the origin of the name of the city in the translation of the boikaya trading settlement , historical data really confirm the 17th century. several fairs are held here every year. glorious at first people’s artist of the ussr hero of belarus mikhail savitsky was born here with his own people. this land gave the world such famous poets and writers as vera vera zaretsky or from petrashkevich and

the great pesnyary of the belarusian people yakub kolas also worked for some time in metal tile. let's return to the historical realities of the war of 1812 , another tolochin catholic church owes its revival, as i already said, the war between the russian and french empires completely ruined talochin and destroyed the architectural buildings, of course, the ancient church was no exception, but already a year later, the owners of the city, the slavic landowners, allocated 100,000 bricks for the construction of a new stone shrine, and the tsarist government donated 2,000 rubles. silver. unfortunately, financial assistance turned out to be insufficient ; work was suspended for a long time in 1848; a committee was created to raise the necessary funds

; after 5 years, the construction was completed until the 1930s. the church was a parish church after the great patriotic war. the building housed a weaving workshop, furniture stores, weight workshop of the granary. later it was partially repaired, and in 1993 the church was returned to believers. the temple was named in honor of the preacher and one of the most famous franciscans, st. anthony of padua , and is considered a miracle worker of the highest degree of perfection among italians. there is even a playful saying too much mercy. saint anthony says this when they get more than they want to such an extent that this big one backfires. in addition to temples , brick buildings of the late 19th and early 20th centuries are well preserved in the city. most of them are also the heritage of the slavs, who owned the city before

the revolution, right now we are on our way to a place that also belonged to famous premises. and here is our main landmark, the fire department and, as far as i know, in the city the fire brigade has always been at its best on the central square, once there was a tower with an alarm bell, and in the city at that time there were two state and voluntary teams. but we're not talking about firefighters. we are on the territory of a monument of landscape architecture of the xix century. that's all, what remains of the picturesque manor park of the late 19th and early 20th centuries josef pole. why such a name? and, because this place belonged to yuzaf slavinsky. and by the way, the park was located not far from the family estate and served as an excellent protection from the wind.

the landscape park was founded in 1890 with no exotics , only local species of trees, or a pine tree, poplar spruce, a birch grave of soviet soldiers and partisans among the dead representatives of the twelfth tank brigade, as well as one of the organizers and leaders of the partisan movement, a symbolic semendarchuk next to the grave, kurgan for your information, 10 natives of the region were awarded the title of hero of the soviet union and 12 people were heroes of socialist labor. in general, over the course of many centuries, people became very living, who completely devoted themselves to their favorite business, not sparing the time and effort of jewelers. seamstress blacksmiths-bone cutters. even the people's poet of the bssr tyumen panchenko dedicated the city to its inhabitants. kisses, oda la jeans are not good slogans

made from the fathers of burnouts to interfere with sowing ice live behind the left kalashnikov clothes. i love you again and opustinki with branches forever swaying, but in love. they probably do their job first. after all, it is not in vain that they call the city of workers for a reason. hello, i got you for the work process. so, as i understand it, this is the material for your future creations. yes, these are the eyes. the starting one is called an american. you prepare in advance the material for your work. well, yes, in the very spring we harvest it so only it can be prepared for the year ahead. well practically. yes, but she looks so still tender, yet, not strong, she is very fragile.

yes, you don’t need to be careful even here, if i knitted it, then you need to be careful somewhere, because if he bends over to people, he will no longer be driven by lyubov sergeevna for several decades. i learned to cultivate the slogan to process and store it, as well as to make amazing things from natural materials that leave no one indifferent. do you have waste-free production? uh -huh yes, we debug the bark, while for a while later, if we need it, we also soak it and make it, that is, some kind of decorative elements. it turns out, then the manhole was dried, we definitely sort it, because when you need to make some kind of product, it has already been sorted by the skills of weaving from a vine. even before they learned to hunt and fish. this old craft

predates pottery by some time. she was a little forgotten for weaving, but thanks to such masters as lyubov sergeevna, this unique business has gained a second wind. today, natural materials and handmade things are in fashion. finding from the vine going through where they are carefully, where there is no master, it seems that she can create almost everything because of this capricious material. but in fact, the secret of success is just an experience passed down from generation to generation, the desire to work and strong enthusiasm. a river flies past for a decade. every year, the residents of the city only prove the status of workers

. personally, after meeting with the pounded one, i don’t have a single question about the origin of the name of this place. come discover your ticket.

belarus shmatem prostrate can be joked throwing here is a hole in the lake for a non-random. name god's wok, called the lake tore it off with its ripples and kiya guess the wolf in the maya lake, the shape of the correct ones and the circle, i don’t change like that for stretching debts, there is far, that the wok sews for the right people from heaven and shmat them such brazier lusters in belarus there are we are like locals, they say pike. there is a large stone there, and this stone is located in the lake itself, and it is only visible a little from the lake, and even as it grows, it

increases. in probably a diameter of up to five meters. the local biological reserve orekhovsky near the village itself acquired the status of a reserve in 2011, completely untouched nature here. and if you think about it, the volume of the reserve, the area is 1690 hectares, this is

meadows, these are these bushes. this is the chokeberry, which people plant somewhere and buy these sprouts, but it all took root here by itself. i'm tired of remembering my childhood. here everywhere there was water completely here orekhovo and such a swampy area after with the grandmother of cows, there were a lot of cows and to get through well drive away somewhere. in order not to go from the herd, it was necessary to wade through these bumps. here they stayed jumping in rubber boots. it was very difficult to jump over as a child, because the small boots were knee-high. but you need to run to that cow and wrap it up , and the task is necessary, because the grandmother is old,

and my brother and i are younger. well, these hummocks remained. there were no chokeberries. here and now there is pressure helps somehow such beauty drove here in the fall. i want black a lot of big big ones i remembered dads. the pressure is great, i think, i’ll bring a handful, i’ll bring it home, and my mother says, and where did you get it advertising, where do you get the lake grows, there are a lot of beautiful bushes. and now she's blooming. there was a quince somewhere, but i see a bush, there is a small bush and there are more and not only there, probably, around the lake the quince grows better than a lemon, even now it is blooming beautifully. what flowers, just amazing

this bush, here, it seems to be small . no one takes care of him from such a small bush. grows a whole beautiful one. here is a natural untouched, uncircumcised, you take large yellow fruits and cut them into tea. eh, it's such a flavor. here you feel, this is our orekhovskaya land, this is our nature. this is our belarusian beauty in general. well, nothing compares to any. there, with foreign resorts, here you rest your soul so much, it seems, in this wilderness. eh, borderlands, it seems.