An interesting place of my childhood, as my grandmother, aunts and uncles lived in Khvoshno. At first there were only walls, then with the help of my relatives they restored it, held a service, but in winter there was no heating. Now they are putting the beer in order again, which is very joyful! Only there is no one to go to the temple, the village can be said to be dying. My relatives are gone, we don't come to the cemetery from Moscow very often!