We think about our guys, girls, kids and the village every day, but not much to report. I've seen some videos of Elena and Oleg's boys in a new hammock in the front yard, and Elena trimming little Angelina's hair as she sits on her Papa's (Andrey's) lap on a chair in the driveway.
Today I was washing a very dusty set of blinds in what will be our spare room in Canada. Except for the dust they are in great shape in spite of the fact that they are probably twenty-five years old. Our ones in the house in Ukraine are all bent and broken because no one seems to figure out how to pull them up to look out, instead bending the strips on them to peek out.
Garry has been able to help the boys a bit with some field work, they let him drive tractor here (in Ukraine Max almost always finds one of the guys to drive instead) he picked rocks with the stone picker and made some ditches in the field today. It's been wet here, and a late spring, but most of the snow banks have melted away. He caught a cold and was sick and napping most of yesterday, and he's still drinking lots of tea with honey.
It's slowed him down on tearing out the carpet in the above mentioned spare room that I've cleaned out (as requested) now that he's finished the vinyl plank flooring in the kitchen and living room. That reno is pretty much done, except for deciding on an island and lights.
I think we might be getting another thunderstorm, since Rolo, the old farm dog has come to our house. She hides in the basement or tries to climb in your lap if there's a storm coming. Otherwise, she lives down the road at Josh's house.
Rain's coming down again, and the thunder is rolling. The weather is sure to delay planting corn here. It's already a later spring than last year. Garry's waiting for Max to send him photos of the corn up in the field in Ukraine.
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