What I would like to know…
Written on May 7:
I would like to know:
- What happened to Spring? We seem to have gone from Winter straight into Summer. Not that I am complaining – I like warm weather. But just over a week ago I was wearing a turtleneck and today I was wearing a tank top and shorts (after I got home). It is just unreal, the change and just how warm it got so quickly.
- Why I like radishes here and not in the States. They somehow taste different here – not as “spicy” as in the US. We are already getting radishes from the garden. I see cabbage and lettuce on their way, too and have already had cucumbers (likely from the greenhouse) – YUM. How lucky am I to live with a family who grows their own stuff (and grows enough that they sell – that’s their business, so Luba is very, very busy right now. I have tried to help; she usually has me water or something fairly useless like that). In addition there are all the fruit trees in bloom, which means the fruit is coming and I hope some of it arrives before I leave. I will REALLY miss her compote.
- What happens to the rest of the chickens I have been eating. I have had chicken a number of times since I have been here (a welcome respite from the pork!) and it is always dark meat. I like chicken legs and thighs. They are tasty. However, I have become curious as to exactly what happened to the rest of the bird – the upper half.
- Speaking of chickens, how often do they lay eggs? And how many at a time? I have gathered eggs from the chickens a number of times and they seem to produce a lot. For example, this past week, one of the days they produced nine eggs. I quickly deduced that you always leave one egg behind in the nest, for which I am assuming is encouragement for the chickens to lay more. But I don’t gather eggs every day so I don’t know whether that is normal. Is there anyone who knows the answer to this? “We” have fifteen chickens.
- Whether Ukraine was, at one time, at the bottom of the ocean. We have this very fine sand all over Kyinka. Now, on a beach in a warm climate, this would be desirable as the sand is soft and fairly white. However. It is not fun to walk around on it (even with a dirt road underneath it), and when the wind blows, a big cloud of it just rolls on through, dusting everything in its path. It gets in your shoes. It gets in your clothes. This I would have anticipated in Africa. But here? Does anyone know the answer to this one too?
- Why I cannot seem to get well! I’m still sick. ‘Nuff said. Peace Corps Medical is getting to know me very well.
Luba and Dima went to get a new piglet last Sunday. I found out that on the day I went to Kiev and came home to find Luba making all kinds of “polish sausage” and blood sausage in the kitchen, they had killed our svinya – RIP svinya. So four days later, last Sunday, they went and got a piglet. She is not happy. I tried scratching/petting her and she kind of snorted and moved away. She’s not much happier now than she was that day. Perhaps she already knows that her fate is sealed, and it is only a matter of time before she is also on the chopping block, so to speak. I am very glad that they decided to kill the other svinya while I was away, as I have heard the sound of a pig being slaughtered and it is not one that I will either forget or want to hear again.
Written on May 10:
Yesterday was Ukraine’s Victory Day celebration. I went to the military museum on saturday with Wyoming (who is from Washington) and was in Kyinka taking a lot of photos yesterday. I will be adding new photos to the “Kyinka” and “Chernihiv” albums on Picasa later this week.