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Drinking apple juice on a Sunday evening reminds me of summer camp. I used to cook breakfast, outside, on a propane stove, and had mosquitoes singing in my ears. Sleepy eyes from nights spent in tents, and then later, down to the lake for swimming. Like life at a dacha, but a little less Russian, I suppose.
The sky was gray for the entire day. Different shades of gray at different times, but still, only gray. It went dark about an hour ago, and last night we saw the Northern Lights...for the first time. In the mornings, the sky burns a vivid pink. The morning colours make up for the day's banality.
Our house was egged last week., The funny thing is that eggs are damn expensive up here. In fact, they are a luxury, Given the abject poverty, the joke is on the egger. What a waste of funds!
The sky was gray for the entire day. Different shades of gray at different times, but still, only gray. It went dark about an hour ago, and last night we saw the Northern Lights...for the first time. In the mornings, the sky burns a vivid pink. The morning colours make up for the day's banality.
Our house was egged last week., The funny thing is that eggs are damn expensive up here. In fact, they are a luxury, Given the abject poverty, the joke is on the egger. What a waste of funds!