My neighbour’s new pig is
ailing – so had the vet on Saturday. His 2 new lambs are already attached to
him and squawk at the gate for attention.
Maritsa has
once again to go to hospital on Wednesday – a 100 km round trip – for some more
checks. She has not been sleeping or eating well this past couple of years. She
will be 81 in a month. Viciu is hale and hearty
and will be 88 on 22 June.
Apart from Daniela - and Vlad
in Bucharest’s English bookshop - they
are my only link with Romania. Little wonder that some people wonder why I am
here…..Not easy to explain what meaning a special house and special valley can give a life!
Here I am totally myself –
devoting almost every minute to contemplation.
I don’t want to sound religious - but the books, music and views do invite deep thought - and the scribbles which, for me, go with that.
I generally walk into my neighbours’
uninvited and sometimes catch them reading the bible….. Earlier today my old
next-door neighbor came with a couple of eggs for me – in return I give her
coffee and the mobile to talk to Daniela with.
She then selects whatever delicacies appeal to her – today it was a
couple of kiwis. But I had a surprise package of small ocean fish for her –
which is her favourite.
Of such is mutuality made
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