Orthodox Christmas

Yuletide – holidays dedicated to the Nativity of Christ (January 7) – begin with the evening of Christmas Eve (January 6). Yuletide lasts until the feast of Epiphany (January 19).

The history of Christmas

In ancient times, the Christian Church celebrated Christmas and Epiphany on the same day. In the fourth century the holidays were divided by 12 days – Christmas holidays.

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The first photo in 2021

Do you take a plastic bag with you for a walk? I got into the habit.

Today was a day of typical New England weather. It was drizzling in the morning. In the afternoon, the sun suddenly came out. 

Crackle

I decided to take a nice long fat-burning walk to the park. Where I planned to take my first photo in 2021.

My husband would also be happy to see the sun if he didn’t have to go to work. 

But he asked to take our dog, his “good boy,” for a walk. I couldn’t say no.

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Fallen Сhristmas tree

...Inspired by Tatiana Spirina-Smetana .

I just wanted to translate Tatiana Spirina-Smatana’s post, but I failed to do so. Here’s what I got.

Natasha woke up at 4 o’clock. It’s legal to sleep until 4 pm on January 1.

Especially after the races of preparation for the New Year.

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Russians must do/have for the New Year celebration

If the grocery store cashier gives you candy, the houses are decorated, crowds of shoppers are attacking the stores (at least before the pandemic), the Manager is humming a Christmas songs, a colleague is ordering Hallmark movies about Christmas, parents are checking out Christmas books and movies for kids, a colleague is signing up a family  for covid-19 test for a family gathering (nowadays), all this means the christmas is around the corner. 

What am I doing? I’m looking forward to the New Year.

Firstly, because Orthodox Christmas falls on January 7.

Secondly, I am used to celebrating the New Year.

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about old times and vehicles

inspired by a conversation with my son

Have you ever driven a car with the steering wheel on the right side? In the US?

There are 76 countries with left-hand traffic (that is, with the steering wheel on the right side of the car). and America is not one of them.

My friend Marina and old-old car
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St. Petersburg is like Tomsk, only bigger

Trip despite the coronavirus

Usually when someone finds out that I’m from Russia, they assume I’m from Moscow. 

Foreigners have  generally heard of Moscow and Saint-Petersburg, two largest cities in Russia, the country’s capital and cultural capital.

I’m from Tomsk, but I love Saint Petersburg as much as my hometown. I think it was my father’s fault. He liked to quote Pushkin’s poem ” The Bronze Horseman”: “I love you, Peter’s Creation.”.. These words were about the city of St. Petersburg, created by Peter the Great. But my father’s name was also Peter, and I was his creation…. it was a pun, but that’s probably why I fell in love with the city.

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Sunday earthquake in New Bedford

Everything in our life happens for the first time. On Sunday morning, Daniel experienced an earthquake for the first time.

It was something.. We were sitting on the couch, petting the dog. Our dog, Crackle, doesn’t know or forgets that he is a dog, and often demands to be petted like a cat. Here we are sitting on the couch, the Crackle’s front legs are also on the couch. He makes funny sounds, probably meaning non-stop petting. 

And suddenly the house began to shake, the walls, the floor, the sofa with us on it. Somewhere something rattled. It only lasted a few seconds, but seemed as forever. We froze in shock, and so did our brains.

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Lovely Saturday

How much wine do you need to loosen your tongue?

I just need to smell the cork. Americans call it a cheap date.

I had a glass of wine tonight. I had more than one reason. 

My tongue is loose, and there is no one to talk to.

My husband is at work. On Saturday. Welcome to the American dream: a 6-day work week.

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