Many city-dwelling Russians own a small plot of land and a rustic cabin that provides a welcome getaway from the stuffy polluted air, the noise, and the pressures of everyday life. These dachas are usually just on the outskirts of the city and easily accessible by public transportation. In the last few years, others have purchased land and old houses in nearby villages to improve, restore, rebuild, and have something wonderful for their future. I’ve enjoyed several days in these fresh-air havens this trip, and want to share some moments with you. As we all know, food always tastes better when eaten outdoors!
Munching on just-picked green onions and watching the unshackled joy of a dog released to roam freely. Enjoying the comraderie of a family building something together–a piece of a dream for four generations. Picnicking Russian style with soup, country pancakes, bread fresh from the village bakery and homemade cherry wine.
Having girl talk next to the fishing pond–details only revealed to the breeze and the chorus of frogs that sang only when we were silent.
Russian frogs don’t say “ribbett”
Father and son clearing away a place for mom’s flower garden.
Straight from the pages of Victorian Homes…don’t you think?