Belarusian Village Photo Diary

I want to share with you some photos from the village where my grandmother has lived her whole life. I’ve spent a big part of my childhood running around these dirt roads, so every corner holds a special memory. It is not the same as it used to be or as I remember it being. Most of the original residents of this part of the village have passed away, and some old buildings have burned down or been demolished (by humans and by time). I am more fond of the pictures and senses saved in my memory than what is left of the village now, but it would be a shame not to share these with the world.

The beautiful Bezverhovichi Village!