My First spring in the US Daniel and I started to plant our gardens. We bought an apple tree, blueberry bushes. And Daniel had already planted blackberry bushes. I was really excited about that. I have never in my life eaten blackberries, as well as blueberries growing on the bush.
In the light of recent events, more and more people are facing restrictions on their freedom (freedom of movement mostly).
Presently I’m experiencing the freedom from work (staying at home). It started yesterday, and nobody knows how long it will last. But I have a freedom of choices: I can communicate with my husband (before he leaves for work), exercise, read, clean my house, knit, cook, go for a walk with a dog or alone, just don’t go to public places and meet with friends in person.
Can we call it freedom though? There is no correct answer, everyone decides for him(her)self.
“I am not going to worry about things I can’t control”, I hear that from my husband every now and then. It always calms me down. Right now I only need to accept the situation and enjoy this forced freedom from work.
But what do you think about freedom in general? What is freedom for you? Are you free?
I was walking around Boston yesterday and I thought it was all Dan’s “fault”. He awakened the frog-traveler in me. And now I periodically need to go somewhere. My mother used to say, ” the Domovoy (literally “Household Lord”) doesn’t like you.”
I love Boston. I go there most often spontaneously and therefore alone. It’s great when there is no specific reason, when you just get on the bus, arrive somewhere, walk in a crowd of people and pretend to be a tourist, and then return home.
We started our day by grocery shopping. It had been awhile since we’ve done that together. Our work schedules don’t coincide too often lately.
For breakfast we had Russian blini. Daniel, as usual, had them in American style with Maple syrup. I ate them with jam, not sore cream though today. LOL
Later on today Daniel baked muffins (I’m pleased with the fact that a husband is a baker in our family), I did the dishes, washed clothes, and worked on my scarf. My mom wouldn’t be happy with me because of this. When I was a kid, there were some bans on Sunday’s activities. She considered knitting, sewing, doing laundry on Sunday a sin.
Every woman has her own ideas about beauty and appearance. Someone will not leave the house without a manicure. Someone cares more about makeup. And someone pays attention to the combination of clothes.
The vast majority of Russian women try to look 100% in all respects. It’s a kind of lifestyle. There have always been fewer men in Russia than women. And since the goal of most Russian women is to get married, they should always be ready to meet their Prince.
Epiphany, or Baptism – one of the main Orthodox holidays-is celebrated on January 19. The holiday begins on the evening of January 18, when all Orthodox celebrate Epiphany Christmas Eve. Christmas holidays end on January 19.
The feast of the Epiphany is one of the most ancient holidays of the Christian Church, established in the time of the apostles.
Many years ago in Russia, I got sick. My American friend recommended to rest and make my family to cook some chicken soup for me. It sounded really funny at that time. I didn’t see any connection between flu and chicken soup. After relocating to the US, I’ve learned that this is a very popular way to treat your cold. …cold or flu? To be honest I’ve never knew the difference between them. I had to look up online.
… the main difference is that the flu is caused by different types of viruses than the common cold. Flu symptoms are usually much worse than cold symptoms, and they appear suddenly. The most common flu symptoms are fever, cough, sore throat, runny nose, head and body aches. Colds are usually associated with a sore throat and runny nose. And cold symptoms usually appear gradually…
About a week ago I caught a cold. Now I know it was a cold (not flu). My husband was away on a business trip. So I wasn’t expecting any chicken soup. And I had to remember some Russian home remedies for colds.
My Mom taught me to finish what I started doing ( reading a book, knitting a scarf, etc.). Over the years, I’ve learned to stop reading uninteresting books. But knitting is a different story. Sometimes the knitting process takes me forever and /or reminds me of running around in circles. From time to time, I decide not to buy any new yarn and knitting magazines. However, I have friends. They are so kind to me that they supply me with this material. And my struggle continues…