Sveta: My father’s colleague was late to work on the eve of last year. Really late, for a couple of hours... He tells us - they went with the men at night to the trees in the forest. Cut, pull... And here the mints come to me – where do the trees come from? The men struck, but one of them, a colleague of the father, thought to say that his own - in his private house in the yard grew, they were cut down. The mentions did not very believe and recorded the address of this man. In general, they were so frightened that the rest of the night the pins from these trees were transplanted from the woods to the yard of this guy - the land was frozen ))))) And the mint did not come.