Thursday 26 July 2012

Electric fencing


Today I am finishing what we have started yesterday. Yesterday I and Kourosh spread one electric fence in my forest and I spread the other to divide two orchards while Kourosh was still fighting with the nettles in the forest. Today I am spreading more lines and are adding more plastic sticks.


In meantime, while I was working with the fence in the meadow, a postman arrived. The new postman. He delivered a letter for me with some forms to fill in, so I am going to take care of them in this weekend. 


I brought the goat to the house wall and installed her here for a while to let her drink water and lick the salt.
It’s hot. But the sky is grey and may rain soon, so I will better hurry up to milk her. I will make delicious pudding. I love pudding.


Still I need to cook lunch and dinner and finish the fence. Horses are kept today in the yard before the new pasture will be fenced and ready to accept them. They have enough grass here. A part of yard is very rich with grass, a part is nicely eaten. The grass is cut short, even too short. My horses are very precise grass eaters.


For dinner I decided to cook today typical Polish dish – chicken stomachs.. Kourosh wouldn’t like it I think, but since he was encouraged to buy his own food in the village while he is there to do his things – I don’t need to worry if he likes to eat the stomachs or not. I like the dish. My Grandmother used to cook it often.


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I have baked fresh bread, made chocolate pudding and a pancake. Still some fencing in front of me. I should go before starts raining, but I feel a kind of tired and sleepy so maybe I will have a nap or read a book and then continue the work.


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In the evening I was working along the electric fence checking if wire is complete and correcting it when I suddenly heard from distance raged roar: “FFUCK!! FFFFUCK!!! FFFFUCK IT!!!” 


“Hmm” – I thought. It seems like Kourosh is coming back from the village. But why he was so furious? It seemed as he was attacked by some villagers or maybe dogs? I listened carefully to the noise, but it stopped for a while. I thought, that if he needed some help from me he would call for help or something like that. 


After some break the scream resumed - much closer this time: “FFUCK!! FFUCK OFF!!! FUCK OFF MOTHER FUCKERS!!! FFFUCK!!! FFFUCK OFF MOTHER FUCKERS!!!!” – Kourosh shouted with the highest rage.


There was no other sound, no sound of fight or anything, no dog’s bark or anything this kind, so I guessed that he was fighting with the flies. But the degree of his anger was so huge, that I have decided to hide away before him not wanting to meet him while he was so furious. I lied down on the soil hiding in the grass and waiting until he passed.


Then I stood up and was continuing my job with the fence. I have finished spreading some extra wire and then returned to the yard. There, in front of the house I met Kourosh. He seemed to be calm this time. He greeted me with smile and was asking innocently how I was. And I asked him HOW WAS HE? He said that okay, just all the way to the village and then back he was attacked by malicious flies including blue bugs as he called them. I tried not to burst into laughter. 
Well, insects are very common species in the world and very numerous in the Nature. Is not possible to avoid them completely. The best way to tackle with them is to get used to them and try to ignore them. While I was in the forest I was also attacked by some mosquitoes, but tried not to pay attention to them, just kill them when they were trying to sting me.


While I was lonely spreading wire along the electric fence earlier in the morning I was not glad with Kourosh refusal of help and determined not to feed Kourosh that day. But when he returned and he offered to share with me his music as a farewell souvenir  – I decided to share with him my pudding and dinner. After all he was helping here for 9 days. It was very hard to him, as he is allergic to any insects which make him so stressed and angry. He did what he could to help me here. Obviously he is not designed for country life, but he was trying to do his best. I also gave him a half of my bread and full big bottle of meant tea for his journey.

The last day of Kourosh

In the early morning Kourosh annonced that he will not be helping today and is going for all day to the local village to read there his papers and to use the broadband internet connection in the local library there.

Well, if so, I don’t cook today :) I said. 

Farming life is definitely not for Kourosh, I could see it from the start. He managed to survive here 11 days.
Tomorrow he leaves my farm. He goes to Białystok first, then to Warszawa (Warsaw) and finally to Kraków (Cracow). I wonder if he is going to wash the clothes I have lent to him while he is here. I think he should wash them.

Chicks are coming!

Two from The United Kingdom and two from Kraków in Poland. But they all will be coming just from Kraków. Kourosh – the Canadian - came here also from Kraków. Interesting. 5 people from Kraków :)
Kourosh came here hitchhiking, the two Polish girls also will be hitchhiking and the English girls will arrive by train.


Women power! :)