The "big baby ducks" are trying to figure out what Momma Duck is doing inside the pen and how to get inside to visit!
Tuesday morning Peter and Alice left us to start their trip home to BC and since she had the sheets in a pile for me, I even got them and all Victor's white guest bath towels washed and dried in the sunshine. The towels have German on, special for people on Mennonite tours.
Garry went to get a loaf of bread for lunch to go with the soup yesterday and came back with two from the second store. He said the closer store had been closed all day for inventory. A lady asked him how much something cost and she complimented his Russian. He really can talk to people, I admit he far surpasses me, I can understand a bit, but he talks to people!
Last night Garry went into Dnepro to play pickup basketball again. He spent an hour cleaning his shoes with dishsoap and a comet-like product yesterday afternoon, since he wears the basketball playing ones for everyday use often (he can't buy shoes big enough here). He said the guard always checks the gym floor after they play for dirty spots and makes someone clean up before they leave, and he was sure his shoes were to blame last week.
While he was gone one of the close neighbors came and knocked on the the door around 7:30 and asked for Garry. I understood he had a cow to breed, so I told him he was in Dneproetroesk and wouuld be back at divid (which I hoped was nine- I always panic and forget what I know when I have to talk) The man came back at nine, but Garry didn't arrive home until ten. He showered and went to bed shortly after, mentioning that he had tweaked his knee near the end of basketball.
This morning Garry was limping badly, hopefully rest (not that he did alot of that today) helps. Maxim did all the chores, although Garry did go breed that cow this morning. Maxim was surprized that it would still work, since the cow was standing last night, but everyone here wants Garry to breed tham as soon as possible. Hopefully this one gets pregnant this time (it was her second service.) He also went and took more photos of pumpkin processing, so maybe tomorrow I'll tell you all about it.
Some guys were supposed to be coming to look at the barn, apparently they want to build one just like it. They came while Maxim was getting his hair cut (there is a girl in the village who cuts Garry's hair- Maxim uses her now that she is a professional- she graduated from her course this spring) Garry limped out to show them around. When Garry and Maxim came inside before lunch Garry was telling me they drove a new black Lexus, and I think Max said that they wanted to buy Garry too (to run their farm.) He has offered to consult for them, they have bought 100 baby calves this summer but have no facilities yet.
Meanwhile me and my aching head (my sinuses are all plugged up and trying to explode- the ragweed pollen/smoke combo I think) were trying to get ready for visitors for lunch. The Nickles (they are missionaries in Kirvy Rog who work with orphans) had phoned the night before to ask if the could bring their parents, who are visiting from Canada out.
After taking two tynenol sinus pills at 11 am I was feeling better (normally one cold pill does the trick) and made some spicy stuff to go on rice. They had a scenic tour on the way here thanks to the new GPS they bought, but arrived by one and we had lunch, and a nice cake they brought, lots of talk and a little farm tour. If you look carefully you can see Garry limping. They had stayed here when it was Victor's bed and breakfast when they were in Ukraine a few years ago.
Here's everyone checking out the baby ducks- we have been at five for two days now, after a striped one was gone Sunday and a yellow one on Monday morning. The little fellows keep escaping from Momma Duck, and disappearing. I caught one who had slipped out the door of the coop after they were shut up Monday evening, and put him back. I hope these are the smart ones.
Tonight Garry is soaking his sore leg in the tub, hopefully its feeling better in the morning, we'll see. He says it isn't swollen, but he is having trouble straightening it when he stands up. I am sure we won't be going bowling this week now. He's supposed to go look at a manure spreader to buy sometime tomorrow with Maxim. It's about 60 kms away, Victor found it while touring with Alice and Peter.(we just sold the old baler so we've got money to spend.)
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