Happy Mother’s Day MOM! I love you

A pic of your last baby girl from your first

Today, back home it is Mother’s day. This post is written¬†for my awesome Mommy. I love you and I wish I could celebrate with you.

This week has been super busy with lots of trips to the village. It really reminds me of childhood in Hannahville, PA. The iris, tulips, trees, and more are all a bloom.

The fields are being worked for the harvest come fall. the tillers are ripping up lots of weeds and we are removing the rest.

blooming wall of rock

I went out yesterday to take a pic of all the flowers blooming about the rock wall and discovered this.

Mating Snails!

There were three sets of mating snails at the base of the wall not 2 feet apart. Kinda kinky, huh? Nature is surprising and intriguing all the time. just like when I was a kid.

Yesterday the hubby and I got to work in the field together trimming pesky seedlings planted by fallen cherries. Milan helped me to learn how to drive the tractor. Not a difficult task, but something that will take a few more lessons to learn. with the strange gear shift and all the brakes… well all two. ūüėČ still.

The long shadows of the end of the day make me tall. Something only a set of heels does otherwise.

Working in the fields is a pleasure for me. Mama got to take care of the little tyke while I explored the great outdoors with the hubby. so many treasures. New flowers and plants I have never seen before! some familiar ones too.

I found this lovely nest nestled in the ground among the weeds.

Tiny speckled eggs, that will soon hatch tiny baby birdies.

The days work also brought the joy of finding a little shack at the edge of a stream below the fields. The shade of the trees and the air coming of the  stream creates a natural air conditioning system so welcoming after working in the sun filled fields.  Mosquitoes are the only downfall of this respite.

Close to the shed there is also a necessary room, that sets atop the creek.

and not far away is a little bridge that traverses the creek to other fields that lay nearby.

The bridge was used later to get to the tractor in a neighboring field. There was one more field to fertilize on the way home.

Then we went home to our little baby and Baba.

Our little rockstar was all tuckered out after the long day.

We send you lot of warm wishes and hugs and kisses on this special day.
XOXO

Dobar Dan

Photography Friday~ She Thinks my Tractor’s Sexy

I played this song for my adorable mother-in-law, and she danced to the music. After it was over she called the song Sexy Tractor with ¬†her thick Russian sounding accent. Tell me that’s not funny.

Check out our Sexy Yugoslavian Tractor!

My Sexy country boy and his country Papa heading out to fertilize the wheat and barley.

Trips to Vina will be more and more common as the weather improves. This week, I had a visit with the neighbors and later went back to take some pictures. I love the big barn with Corn hanging near the top. Dried gourds and old miners lanterns also decorate the upper levels of the barns sides.

Good ole boys down on the farm. Wonderful neighbors!

I still can’t get over how friendly some people are. Here in our village, I am always greeted with warmth. I love my village. Even the chickens and the geese come out to say “hello”.

The cows stay inside here in Serbia. I asked why and I was told because of the cold. It seems there is an excessive fear of the cold in this country. I feel kind of bad for the cows never getting to play in the grass. Even in the summer here they are kept inside. I think it is because the pastures are so far from the houses.

Village homes are clustered together in Serbia, The farm land is spread out all around the villages. It seams like a strange set up for someone from the States who is used to wide open spaces surrounding one farm house. Neighbors a mile or more away.

My farm-house in rural Pennsylvania was surrounded by the neighbor’s corn fields as far as the eye could see. When the corn was tall we couldn’t see the nearest house that was more than a quarter-mile away.

California Cheese commercials will give you an idea of what it is like for cows in the U.S. To be honest, I think they may have a better life. But I would have to do more research on that. Though, I doubt I will.

Dobar Dan Y’all