Getting Milk and Explorations through the forest

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Today was a nice cool cloudy day, and all day long it was trying to rain...though....only a few drops came down and didnt interfier with our day. Its amazing how when you are totally relaxed and at peace how in the morning you no longer grip your pillow and cry for just one more minute of sleep. I was up with the sun and my feet were itching to explore. I couldnt resist getting up and pacing back and forth until everyone was awake so we can make the plans of the day. After breakfast we realized that we were out of milk, and Mitaka and I decided that its time to head to the "gocery store" and buy some fresh milk.

We got all set for the trip and grabbed two jugs and headed out of the house. Walking up our little slope and past the church.

The farmhouse
After passing the village center we started down the main slope entering the center and the main exit route. Theres a little watering hole and we walked past that and headed towards the farm where they had cattle. There was no one to be seen and we circled the farmhouse, which right next to it was an addition of a little barn which had a couple of stalls to hold cows for milking and a beautiful vegetable garden, there was also a small fenced in pen where a small calf paced around watching a couple of older bulls grazing outside.

Finally the farmer came out and greeted Mitaka and turned to me saying that I had grown so much...I had no memory of him from when I was little. After some small talk Mitaka told him that we were there to purcase some fresh milk, where he pulled out a giant jug which he kept in the barn.

village view from the farm

"The cattle is out with my son grazing, but this is fresh from this morning." and handed the full jugs to Mitaka. Then headed to the garden and pulled out a watermelon and cut it open offering it to us. And after a quick fresh snack we thanked him and he walked us out to see the little calf and after to the fenced in larger area where the bulls were. They were all too young to be taken out with the cattle to graze, though within a week they'll be old enough to join them.

Walking away, we stopped to take a quick break as the milk was very heavy, and I picked up the still warm jug and drank so fresh milk. The taste is nothing like that which I find in the stores in the US, thick, smooth, warm, and full of taste. After lingering there a while and making small talk, we were rested and continued on.

When we reached the house, Chechi announced that the fig trees were getting heavy with fruit and it was time to pick them so she could make jelly. So, with a bucket in hand, Mitaka and I headed to the yard with the dogs at our feet. Later realizing that they lavished in the sweet taste of the figs, and when we found a fig that the birds had already tried we dropped it on the ground and the dogs raced to eat it. They were like little vaccumes. I was going to get at the top of the tree, however Mitaka fought me over this right, and beat me to it. Dropping figs to me we finally finished picking all of the ripe fruit and gave it to Chechi, as we had made plans while picking figs. A walk past the water station and into the forest north of the village, where there are the mystic rocks that appeared one year out of nowhere.

Loves the farmer more than mommy

Grabbing up walking sticks which we had found on our way to the farmhouse, we called the dogs and headed down the road past the last of the houses and into the wild fields. As you walk its a clean open field and you can see the edges of the forest engulfing it all and getting closer and closer. Through all this time the three dogs had a little calculated proceedure...Chaka would run ahead, where we couldnt see her anymore, while Murka circled us and ran around the areas approximate 25 feet from us. In the meantime little Jako would run after both of them and bite them trying to play. Then, Chaka would come back, and they would trade positions. It was incredible.

Finally reaching the protection of the forest, you immediately felt the cool shade.

The leaves rustled under our feet and there was green in every direction. The rocks were covered with soft green moss and littered the forest floor in all shapes and sizes. I even found one that looked like the whale from Moby Dick, which I just couldnt get enough of. The dogs got wild and started running frantically around playing and jumping on eachother. Speeding throught he leaves on the forest floor and making so much noise. It was such pleasure seeing these beautiful creatures freely playing.

From there we decided that we werent fully satisfied and decided to head a little further into the forest. Up until then I was a little confused as I hadn't seen any liastovichki the whole time, and at this time of the year is when they gather to fly to warmer areas.

absolutely adorable little calf
But we discovered that they were actually gathering in the forest, we came to a small field int he forest and in every direction you turned there were hundreds of birds flying at top speeds back and forth from one side of the treetops to the other accross the field. It was such an incredible sight, I tried to get some pictures of it, but they were so quick that they were just simple smudges in the picture.

At that point we heard some gunshots, of hunters in the forest, and we figured it would be safer for us to head back, as not only were we traveling with wild dogs which they will shoot on sight, but also we werent exactly wearing any distinctive clothes that will help the hunters recognize us as human. We headed back and watched a beautiful sunset as we walked out of the forest back into the big field. An amazing walk, and incredably relaxing.

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The farmhouse
The farmhouse
village view from the farm
village view from the farm
Loves the farmer more than mommy
Loves the farmer more than mommy
absolutely adorable little calf
absolutely adorable little calf
grocery store for the milk
grocery store for the milk
too young to go out with the big b…
too young to go out with the big …
Chaka = my beautiful little baby..…
Chaka = my beautiful little baby.…
Murka, my favorite of the three...…
Murka, my favorite of the three..…
Menelai! hahaha...dont feel bad ab…
Menelai! hahaha...dont feel bad a…
Picking Figs
Picking Figs
Mitaka picking figs
Mitaka picking figs
My babies playing
My babies playing
on our way
on our way
Headed out to the forest
Headed out to the forest
The forest right on the edge of th…
The forest right on the edge of t…
No one knows how these giant bould…
No one knows how these giant boul…
Menelai, Tebelai, Nemelai aka Jako…
Menelai, Tebelai, Nemelai aka Jak…
Moby Dick the story of the fores…
"Moby Dick" the story of the fore…
Tree Mushrooms
Tree Mushrooms
:-D
:-D
Walking alongside the edge of the …
Walking alongside the edge of the…
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