“I don’t trust words. I trust pictures.”
“I don’t trust words. I trust pictures.”
Hello, my dear Friends,
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It is a hot summer day and time to demonstrate our hats. In case you did take your hat off, you certainly enjoy this day and you are in a good mood to play. Any hat – even the simplest- can be easily transformed to a stylish one with one touch. In my photo above I just added a little beautiful flower and created a new design. Isn’t it look elegant? Actually I believe that hat is an important accessory that will help you look classy!
Do you wear heats? How many are stored in your wardrobe? Which is your style?
Be stylish! Enjoy your day!
Love you all,
Yours Hat Designer
Poland is the neighbor country to the west of Kyiv which influence has spread all over. A long border line separates nation’s minds and makes them feel strangers. What does it mean being Ukrainian? Or being Polish? Can you look for the meaning in your vocabulary? Certainly not. However, you will find the meaning for the “citizenship” and that is what exactly important. Belonging to the Planet, World, and Universe. We need to be part of something, always, as loneliness can kill us. That is why I refuse to accept borders between countries, language barriers and mind blockades. I would like to get as close as possibly to life without any of them and understand why we still remain different mentally and so identical physically. There is a strong wish to inhale this beautiful city and print it in my soul!
PhotoThought 1: Main Scenes
I hope you are not tired of my postcards yet (I see your little cunning grimaces). I am not tired of designing them for you in some crazy hope that one day you might need them. It is also a terrific way to gather several photos at once and create a new common picture. The same as assembling a puzzle. Every piece takes its right place. And you look at the entire picture differently, right? The same when I look at the picture above. This is the collective image of Polish city called Zakopane. A very nice city situated in the southern part of Poland almost at the border between Slovakia and Poland attracts every hiker’s attention. You will find there so many routes to walk and so many breathtaking views to capture. In my postcard I decided to focus on little details such as local parks, monuments, and houses. They do not belong to the main attractions, however, they represent local habits and traditions better. Seeing these scenes brings me closer to Polish culture and people. I am eager to catch its specific mountain atmosphere. Air is different here; nature is different as well as atmosphere. It is a typical mountain city where tourism is the most popular occupation. A number of hotels, villas, cafes, restaurants and souvenir shops goes off scale. It is a real tourist resort crowded most of the time. However, there are some narrow streets that can draw the curtain and let you peep through secret hole. Then you are lucky to observe a completely different picture!
PhotoThought 2: Mountains
Only mountains can be better than the mountains. This is the love from the first breathe. Air in the mountains is fresh and intoxicating.
‘It is always the same with mountains. Once you have lived with them for any length of time, you belong to them. There is no escape.’ (Ruskin Bond)
And you would not like to escape from them, you prefer staying there forever, just to look at them endlessly. Here there is no time, no distance, no hurry, only they and I. There is almost intimate bond between us. This is a teaser for you, my little Friends, as I made a lot of pictures about mountains and so many breathtaking views. Be patient!
PhotoThought 3: Countryside
In this postcard I am particularly fond of two goats: white and black. Aren’t they look cute? A couple or two family members. They seem to be curious about me and my camera. I can’t stand not taking a snap of them. I suppose they suit the entire atmosphere perfectly…
I saw rivers, small houses, fields and gardens. This city is very different from any mountain city in Ukraine. It is visible that people here live much better. While sitting in the local cafe I saw Polish happy faces and felt a bit envy. Please forgive me for being too honest with you, but I wish I could see my Ukrainians the same happy and free one day. Surely, my country is not that hopeless and if everyone does its best it can be really changed for the better, however, it will be a long way. And I would not like to wait so much. Unfortunately, I am a realist as well and see not too much positive. In fact people, my Ukrainians, do surprise me every day with their indifference and rudeness. Even worse, they make me also being indifferent and rude…and that scares me the most!
PhotoThought 4: Houses
How about sit comfortably in these red chairs and enjoy the…houses? I confess I have never seen such a gorgeous and unusual style. These houses drew my attention at once. I could not go by without shooting them. And those windows with colorful flowers and designed yards. Owners prove they are skillful at design. They are proud of beautifully decorated yards. As you may see almost all houses are wooden, a distinctive sign of the mountain region. It brings us back in time: when people could not afford themselves anything better than a humble wooden house. They made their houses from wood found in forests. There were too many forests at those times. On the contrary, nowadays these mansions are a privilege for people with impressive bank accounts. I would not refuse to settle in one of them and you? Just imagine a romantic scene near your fireplace…hmm…I bet you won’t refuse!
And now tell me something interesting about the city where you live. I am hungry for your comments, impressions and stories. Only one problem – this time I cannot promise you any reward, since your writer was not so successful recently. In my heart I would like to present you something every time you share with me your wonderful story, but I have no good sponsor or investor…yet.
In case you have no good idea what to present your friends or you need to find something special for somebody, here is the link to my designs available for you:
Also if you like any of my postcards design, but in your head you imagine your own photos in them, please let me know and I will design for you. I am also eager to help to design some special card for any special occasion. Give me a hint in the comment or in twitter ann021814 (facebook Ann AnRo) and I’ll contact you as soon as possible!
Stay in tune! To be continued…
Happy weekend, my little Friends!
P.S. As I was writing this post world has gone crazy… I have friends from France and I am in deep grief with them. One day France, the other night Turkey…I am lack of appropriate words…just a wish for all of us not to loose being wisdom!
George Whitey is a serious young rabbit who would like to discover this world and understand how everything works. He is very curious (and not only about some delicious vegetables served him as a daily meal) about almost everything around him. Ge Whitey is a rabbit whose long ears are able to catch the smallest world vibration, he is usually frustrated by his ability to catch those weird signals, nevertheless, he is intended to use it for his own sake. That’s why he does not like sitting in his cage for a long time. He likes going out and wondering what’s going on?
Therefore, Ge Whitey wonders why people do eat meat and other strange food. Ge is completely satisfied with his daily menu which includes: a variety of greens such as cabbage/kale/broccoli/parsley/mint (keep in mind that it should be in small amounts to avoid stomach problems), 25g (an eggcup-full) of pellets, carrots and apples (hm, most delicious) and etc. In fact, Whitey believes that healthy green food might help many people loose their extra weight and feel much better. Hey, fatties did you hear that? Some of you who are afraid to look at the mirrors can take good care of themselves by simply eating more greens. And that’s not too difficult.
Mr Whitey knows that a key to good spirit and happiness is a lovely partner. Whitey wonders why there are loners at this planet, it shouldn’t be, it’s not right. Recently, George met a sweet lady Martha who is the pretties female rabbit in his neighborhood. Unlike people (who think too much of that odd flirt and courtesy rules) Ge just ran to Martha as soon as he saw her and brought her the whole cabbage hidden under his straw bed for special occasions. Martha was so impressed with his gift that she immediately fell in love with him. As it is known the road to rabbit’s heart goes through the master’s garden with delicious cabbage, right, guys!
George Whitey and Martha Bell will go marriage soon as Martha is already in some “interesting state”…woooho, don’t worry, folks, this is the 21st century, let’s take it easier. A wedding ring or a stamp in the passport is not that important. Let’s be honest. Many of the brides wear white innocent dresses due to the fashion only, am I right? Most of them are not so innocent already…please no offense! It is life, Mr Whitey understands that soooo well!
In case Ge meets some life problems (there might be not enough carrot in his master’s garden) he tries to go out and even imagine (for a while) that he is a human. It’s quite a promising experiment that might provide you with unexpected results. Whitey thinks that such transplantation (excuse me, transformation) can let your relax and forget your problems. Additionally, you will try to imagine what other much more serious problems exist in this world and then yours seem already not that serious as before. Do you have any doubts? Then try it…let me know!
Being angry is not the the best state, but Whitey suffers from it quite often. He usually sits in the way shown in the picture and pretends that he ignores you by showing his little tail. Ge Whitey recommends you to stay away from him and let him cool down. I guess everybody can have such a mood at least once in their life, so don’t disturb each other and you may avoid some storm at a sunny day!
Sometimes Whitey finds difficult to cope with Martha’s caprices. Aw, that women. Who will ever understand them! Very often Martha is a caring partner who makes their home so cozy. However, when she needs something extraordinary (like an apple juice in the middle of the night), oh my, Whitey pretends to be sleepy and does not respond to her bumps. Martha is also a bit crazy about cleaning, she claims that everything has its own place. Who can blame her for that? Ge although sometimes does not understand her rules of order, he likes to leave things somewhere closer to reach. Not to mention that ladies usually have periods of drastic mood changes, oops, better to be as far as possible and bring her something sweet in order to avoid the waves! No matter of anything, Whitey knows that life is happy only if Martha is somewhere close and chews her greens. He feels content and ready to face all the problems.
Ge Whitey is a smart guy, he is just a rabbit, but his thoughts and ideas sound not bad. I can learn from him a lot. I also like wondering and ask many questions, just sometimes I still get no answers to many of them. Rabbits or humans, we are very different, however, maybe similar at the same time. I am not going to go so deep as to compare our anatomical structures and so on, I prefer looking at Whitey and his family and get some positive energy from them. They seem so funny with their big ears, clumsy jumping and noses poking to everything which looks eatable. They discover this world and wonder why it works in such a complicated, most of the time, strange way. So I also wonder…
Wish you a wondrous day!
Ge Whitey, Martha Bell, and Ann
Charles Brown, an American detective writer, went through the airport doors and headed to the open taxi’s door. A man in an elegant dark suit was standing next to it and smiling at him. For a second Charles glanced at him and was bewildered with his attractive face of typical national features. He shacked his hand and sat to the car. That was not an easy trip for him, crossing the ocean, but, first of all, he was a real adventurer who was eager to write a new book and he has already found a perfect place for his crime scene- Castle of Diósgyőr located in Miskolc, Hungary.
The name “Hungary” (or Magyarorszag in Hungarian) may originate from the Medieval Latin Hungary, which is translated as the “Land of Huns”. Another source states that the name is derived from the Turkish words meaning “ten arrows” or “ten people”. I guess, it is pretty fair, as the population of the whole Hungary for today is circa 10 million people. Not much, I agree. Only in Kyiv, as I know, population is more than 5 million, you can compare! Hungary was part of the Celtic world, later the Roman Empire. Hungary is one of the oldest countries in Europe. It was founded in 896 before France and Germany became separate entities. How about that? In the picture above you can see the map dated 1301-1382 and you definitely pay attention that it is very different from nowadays. Hungary was a large country with a seaside and huge territory in the heart of Europe. What about now? Look at the map and compare, perhaps you will be disappointed as well as many Hungarian nationalists who still dream of seeing their country in its full-scale original size. Then they can enjoy lovely Adriatic seaside and many oxygen-rich forests of the Carpathian mountain ridge.
When Charles came out of his car he was impressed with the majesty and beauty of the Castle of Diósgyőr. From the first breath he knew he chose a right place for his next book. He quickly asked his Hungarian assistance to let him in and feel this magnificent place from inside. In his mind he has already sat in his mental writer’s time machine and traveled back in time…
On the display of his time machine he saw the first number – 1241. This was the date when it was built and firstly destroyed by the Mongol invasion. “How much these walls have seen” he thought about the role of architecture, place and memory in re-constructing the sense of self-identity in a built environment. Charles slightly touched the wall and felt how his hand shivered from some electrical impulse. He felt so joyful as if he has got a taste of History…
The castle reached the peak of its importance during the reign of King Louis the Great. King Louis was famous for his campaigns in Naples, where with the help and leadership of God regained command of the Kingdom of Sicily, in Rome, where the Roman nobles greeted him with “Long Live the Hungarian King”. When he entered the city, people accompanied him to the stairs of St Peter’s Apostle Church…“What does Louis fell at that moment?” Charles thought again and tried to imagine…
Charles Arthur Brown regarded himself as a real warrior, leader, a strong personality who can conquer this world, digest and split it out. He was a tough man. In his early thirties he has already seen and felt a lot. He was an orphan without not much information on his family. As he found out his mother died during his birth, she was on drugs, so having a healthy boy was a miracle for this butterfly. As Charles knew somewhere he has a sister, older one, who has been left alone in some other hospital. His grandparents died long before his birth. Chances to get some information on his dad were zero, since his mom’s reputation was “well-known” in certain circles. He can be anyone. He grew up completely alone, a very shy boy with so many complexes. He did not like socializing, instead he was always writing something. His small notebook accompanied him whenever he went. He managed to graduate from school with excellent grades almost at all subjects, but especially he liked literature and history. He entered faculty of History and was a good student until one day he met HER…a mysterious crazy girl who showed him a world from which he was hiding among his notes. He tried everything with her, including drugs…during one of the overdoses they had a car accident and girl died…she was behind the wheel, but Charles felt guilty. He was severely injured, physically and emotionally. He went to a hospital for mentally disabled people…his young student’s years were abruptly over, he had to learn how to be an adult with serious emotional problems. One of his doctors found his notebook and encouraged him to write more as well as to think about publishing a book. This doctor saw a real talent in him, talent for writing very weird stories that you cannot stop reading as they caught your attention to the full. Several years later Charles left hospital as a writer whose first two books became bestsellers…
Later this Castle was a wedding gift for the queens of Hungary, which it remained until the Ottoman invasion of Hungary in the 16th century. By the end of the 17th century it was already in ruins. Archaeological excavations started in the 1960s. In 2014 the castle was completely rebuilt, the reconstructed rooms are furnished with Medieval-style furniture.
“Mr Brown, hey…Mr Brown!” a young Hungarian assistant was desperately trying to bring Charles back from his traveling in the past. He even touched his elbow lightly. Charles slowly turned his head and blinked twice.
“What?” he said angrily.
“I am sorry, sir, but here is your personal guide as you asked – Ms Lokietek”, his assistant shyly replied and showed towards a young lady who was standing a bit further. Charles again turned his head, this time in the other direction, and saw HER…and at this magical instant of time he gasped for air…
Hungarian King Charles had already buried two young wives, so it was not surprising that he wanted to forget it and find new love. A lot of fight tournaments and parades were held in the royal court of Timisoara. He was having a frivolous life and started to think about having a family again. Thus, he met Elizabeth Lokietek who was the daughter of Polish King Wladislaw the Short of Elbow-High. Because of his short height he was nicknamed ‘Łokietek’, a diminutive of the word ‘łokieć’. It translates as “ell” or “elbow”, a medieval measure of length, as in “elbow-high”. Elizabeth gave a birth to five children. From the five, Andrew became the heir to the Naples throne, and Louis later became Hungarian King.
“Mr Brown, please follow me, I will show you their bedroom,” said a very attractive lady wearing a specific medieval dress of that times at whom Charles was frankly staring. He does not for how long he was not able to say a word or even move as if he was struck by lightening. He almost does not feel anything except pure admiration of the natural woman’s beauty. He knew many woman, but he has never seen these big black as coal eyes who were looking at him so innocently and smiling. Yes, exactly “smiling eyes”!
“Their bedroom?” Charles asked abruptly. Ms Lokietek quickly turned her head and looked at him quizzically.
“Yes, sir, royal bedroom…” she replied and blinked with her long thick eyelashes.
It was quite odd for Charles to happen to be in the bedroom with a woman almost at once after several minutes after they met. It has never been so quick before. “What are you thinking about now?” thought Charles and tried to change his completely lost look to much serious one. He decided to leave his inappropriate feelings and thoughts for later. It was strictly unprofessional to do like that in a foreign country where he came for work.
Many Hungarian kings and queens slept in this bedroom. I believe you paid attention to the size of the bed, isn’t it too small? You are right, it is indeed. However, the most weird is that people who slept in it never do it in their full height, I mean they never stretch there fully according to their size. Usually they slept in a bended position, since sleeping straight was a bed sign associated with dead. It was accepted that only dead sleep straight in their tombs. Wow, what a logic?
At that times there was no usual bathroom. As I found out these things showed above were replaced to their room where king and queen took so-called bath. The question is whether they did it separately or not? Who knows, let each of your imagination decide!
Clothes always play an important role in our lives and it is still. Every epoch dictated its own trends. It is very pity that you cannot try on these fabulous dresses. I am certain we, dear dames, would look pretty in them!
And you too, dear cavaliers. Would not you like to try on one of these heavy things? I bet you would look so powerful and strong like real knights in armors who is ready for a battle. On Guard!
Charles listened to his guide very attentively. He regain control over his unexpected emotions and took everything with his writer’s curiosity and professionalism. He even started to made notes while walking with this young dame. She talked with passion about this castle, Charles admired her gestures and voice. Her delicate voice sounded like crystal. Moreover, her English was so well that it almost amazed Charles. She spoke clearly, slowly, but with a hidden delight that was visible only for him, who caught her every word, her every comma…
“Ms Lokietek, will you excuse my brevity, I have one question?” Charles stopped her with a little gesture. He came to her closer almost took her by her hand. They were standing on the top of the castle and looking at the beautiful, almost breathtaking view, of the surrounding city Miskolc.
“Certainly, Mr Brown,” she shyly whispered and looked aside.
“What is your name?”
“Beth…Elizabeth!” she proudly pronounced and looked right at him. Her gaze was silently deep.
“Are you kidding me, you are Elizabeth Lokietek, and you work in this Castle as a guide, the castle where so many years ago lived another Elizabeth Lokietek, Hungarian Queen…Oh my, I came to the right place!” he loudly claimed and started to laugh. Elizabeth also smiled and caught his laughing tone.
“Yes, Sir, you really came to the right place, King Charles, your Majesty, if you excuse me!”she playfully admitted and joined laughing. Her playful tone immediately brought back all his sweet feelings and images in his head. His heart jumped wildly and he felt happy. As happy as a lark…
To be continued!
Dear little Friends, I attached this greeting card specially for you!
Designed by Ann!
Looking forward to your thoughts, ideas, remarks, comments!
Hope yor Queen or King is with you! If not, then I wish you to meet him/her as soon as possible! How about today?
How do you like my pilot post card?
March is in our calendar and spring is in the air! Or better to say that romance is in the air. Beginning of a new season to bloom and not only for flowers. After being wrapped in many layers of winter clothes, women have already taken their sweet minis from their wardrobes. Ladies would like to inspire and be noticed, and it does work. Men are on alert. Air is a mixture of different aromas of flirt. Folks, do we miss it so much? I mean flirt.. oh, yes, who don’t like flirting? It arouses our curiosity, makes us feel attractive, and ready for challenges. As if we add some pepper to make our food spicier or some strawberries to make it sweeter. Both are good and damn seductive!
When my Nikki captures a picture like that…
Then I feel that nature does flirt with me, I am the first who is in love with her colors, shapes, sounds, and flavors…Nature makes me want to be there without even my notice! Bravo, Mother Nature, you are the best at it!
As far as exotic birds are concerned, here some other rules of flirt are accepted. Guess which ones? Recently, I visited one of the gardens with exotic animals and look what I saw there. As soon as I entered a big room where temperature was higher than at summer I saw this couple in a quite delicate pose…my eyes went wide open, they were hardly ashamed…(they were doing “it” so intensively that even my photo lens were blurred)!
As I gave up trying to make a better picture of them, the other couple came to my horizon. Unfortunately, I did not recognize them in time, they were yet on the stage of sweet kissing, who knows where it could bring them some minutes later. I decided not to disturb their love games.
For some minutes I left my eyes drifting to the lonely big tortoise who looked more concentrated on food, other than some love affairs. She or he ( I did not check under the shell) was walking around and looking at me a bit angrily, as if she/he didn’t like me being here with that big photocamera. Yeah, I think I can feel the same if I were them. We are the invaders into their private life. Awful people!
Owners of tortoises claim that they believe that tortoises do have emotions. For example, one guy told me that he is sure they don’t have a “simple brain”. Because his turtle loves to look out the window while he’s on his basking platform. So, they do have emotions, you cannot deny it!
And how do they behave when the spring period comes? Courtship techniques vary from species to species, but the common denominating factor between the entire groups is aggression. Wow, I did not expect it? Ladies, keep in mind that when a man is capricious about your food it means he is in mating period, he needs something special.
The male circles the female, often nodding his head and biting at her legs and the edges of her carapace. He rams into her, attempting to trap her, so she can be mounted. Their mating is a noisy affair, filled with the sounds of hissing and grunting. Eventually the female after enduring bites on all of her limbs, will stop attempting to escape and retract into her shell. This is the cue for the male to mount her. I think I have already seen something similar, LOL!
Wow, look at this guy, he became green from a desire…poor him! People, let us find him a girl or soon he will explode like a bomb.
Hey, dude, don’t be sad, miracles are happen and even for your not so handsome face we can find a good mate. Keep on dreaming and don’t change your color to red till next time!
As I see we have a good eye contact with you, dear, that’s I am about the photo above! Or maybe even with you…yep, you who is reading my post now. Do you know how to make eyes? The guy in the picture below wears his best outfit today just for me. He is one of the most handsome today! He knows that ladies prefer bright colors!
Crocodiles, for instance, during mating period like dancing…The mating dance involves almost all the senses. Males begin by bellowing above water, while producing low-frequency infra-sound, which humans cannot hear. Honestly, I did not hear any sound. Perhaps he was “not in his mood” or “had a headache”. Males may also slap their snouts on the water, blow water from their noses or perform certain arched postures. Though the male is leading the dance, the female is participating with her own set of auditory, visual and olfactory signals during this time. Once they meet up, they’ll tenderly rub each other’s snouts and backs, ride one another or blow bubbles. A well-known scene:
“Dear, will you rub my back?” he/she (depends what you like) says into your ear, and smiles playfully.
Ouch, I guess I opened the wrong door. Here is already a group banging (excuse my English). You ought to be ashamed of yourself! Frogs, frogs. Frenchmen like eating your legs not without purpose! On the contrary, frogs prefer making specific sound during the “right” period. Male frogs even compete with each other who can make stranger sounds. I suppose I caught them already when the mates are chosen. Shame on you!
Lonely snake, don’t look at me like that! Male snakes will try to attract a female by doing a type of ‘play fighting’ with other males who want her attention. They do not try to kill each other…just win the fight! However, dude, with whom you are going to fight, you seem to be all alone!
No, you are not exactly alone, look who is here! He also needs an attention and a pair for this season. Life can a bit unfair!
My dear little Fellows, I do hope that this mating season you won’t be alone and have a person with whom you can mate. The season is open…
“What is the meaning of life? Why are we here? Philosophers have pondered that question for centuries. I’m afraid the answer is disappointingly simple: Mating. That’s it.”
What Women Want? This question has been asked many times by different men and every time they could not find a proper answer. Am I right, guys? Although sometimes I ask this questions also, myself, and still no good reply. Yesterday was the International Women’s Day, however, perhaps you forgot about it and didn’t pay too much attention, or even you didn’t celebrate it. Nevertheless, I would like to try to find the answer to the well-known question that occupies every men’s head and comes to light every time when a woman again wants something…
I believe that my photos about beautiful azaleas and camellias will be a wonderful accompaniment to my words, since flowers are like women, capricious, enchanted and extremely mysterious. We enjoy looking at them, but hardly know how to deal with them. How to keep their beauty, how to make them satisfied and happy. Sometimes the more we try, the worse it is. A simple care and love is not enough, there is necessary something more. And what is it, girls??? Let’s try to find out…
There are different women. Some of them want a rich husband who will provide them with a castle, an expensive car, and a golden bank card. Maybe I am going to be cruel to you, ladies, (forgive me if you can) but I do not respect such women. They are similar to Barbies, dolls with a dollar sign instead of heart. Such dolls don’t feel anything, don’t do almost anything, except for sitting in spa saloons and gossiping. They are useless toys with angelic beautifully decorated faces that will fade as soon as money is over. I don’t envy men who have dolls at their homes. Surely, money can do wonders and dolls could be kept always in their best shape, but time is merciless even to them. ” A rose will bloom and then will fade, so does youth…” (song from Romeo and Juliet film by Franko Zeffirelli, highly recommend you). A very bright image haunts me from yesterday…let us imagine a young girl in high heels and a young man with a big wallet in his hand (and a bouquet of roses) are walking hand in hand…for a first glance it looks pretty romantic and my eyes enjoy the view…seconds later I recognize that a girl hardly walks in these shoes, it is not that easy for her, but she cannot wear more comfortable shoes that do not suit her dress (no, no way)…and a man, he wears his best jeans taken somewhere from a shelf entitled “for special occasions” and proudly keeps his BIG wallet in his hand as a symbol of I-will-do-wonders-be -kind-to-me-tonight…do you still believe that their relationship is based on feelings? Nah…
On the other hand, there are women so-called warriors, who can stop a galloping horse, enter a house on fire, and who know exactly what do they want from their life. If you meet such a woman, then consider yourself a damn lucky guy. These women are diamond cut jewels, grab them and hug tightly. I do not joke, I am deadly serious. Unfortunately, I don’t belong to this category, but I know such women exist. By the way, many Ukrainian women fall into this category. The most brilliant example is Nadiya Savchenko, a Ukrainian military pilot, who was kidnapped and from the Ukrainian territory to Russia in Summer 2014. She is being used by Russia as a symbol of power over other nations. Savchenko is accused of involvement in the deaths of two Russian journalists READ “while defending her country against Russian invasion”. For that Russian prosecutors demand 23 years in prison for Nadiya Savchenko although the case against her is fake. Nadiya stopped drinking and is on dry hunger protest since last Friday. One little lady threw down a gage to Russian imperialistic machine. She has already won by being a staunch fighter for her freedom. That is the example I would like to follow and you?
How about women who are alone like this flower, but they are still decisive and do not give up. Just look around and you come across so many of them. Life fed them to the lions. They fight tooth and nail. They are often without husband or any men, since they are usually too strong. Men can be too scared of such women, but that’s another topic…
The most of all I would like to consider a woman as a personality who has her own wishes and demands. She is a person, a human being with her ups and downs. And what a usual human being wants? I guess the same simple things…It is not that complicated as it may seem. In fact, it is pretty easy. We are all human beings and we should respect each other. Sometimes I feel that respect and mutual understanding as well as ability to listen are the key factors to the problem “what do WE want?”. I used “we” because no matter of sex we are all very capricious creatures who frequently do not know WHAT DO THEY WANT? What do you think, my sweet little Friends???
Looking forward to hearing your thoughts!
Hey, lads, is anybody hungry here? You are welcome to have some delicious minutes with me. But be aware there is no “taste” button here, you are unlikely to be able to taste anything. Don’t even think!
Fellows, I would like to steal your precious couple of minutes and introduce you some of our Ukrainian traditional food dishes. I promise not to talk too much or too long (although you know me, I hardly can keep this rule), but share with you something interesting about our typical cuisine!
Today in our menu is Vareniki (don’t look at me like that!), sweet Friends, I know that is a very odd word, which has no translation, don’t be in a hurry to your dictionary shelf, you won’t find this word anywhere, since this is a pure transliteration (a very professional term) of the Ukrainian so-called dumplings. Let’s get closer.
In Ukraine, it is said that no vareniki, no holiday! And the truth is it’s hard to imagine a Ukrainian who has never tried these wonderful stuffed dumplings. They were prepared by our grandmothers and are now one of the most beloved and popular dishes in the Ukrainian cuisine. A little history – vareniki are not only a tasty dish but they have a special meaning in Ukrainian culture. They are given to young people on the second day of their wedding (Ukrainian weddings last for 2 days) as a symbol of prosperity for the new family. And when new babies are born again friends and family hand vareniki to young mothers with the words – so that your belly is always full. It’s no wonder why we have so many fatty Ukrainians, they cannot imagine their life without vareniki. Stuffing can be different, typically meat, mushrooms, potatoes and cottage cheese. Almost anything you want. In the picture they are with cheese. Enjoy your meal (but there are only five vareniki and ask for more is not allowed)!
And how about potatoes friend with onion? Huh! Personally I do not like friend onion, most probably I will take my magical shovel and start the digging. I may be lucky to find a lot of things, which I will put into somebody’s else plate. How smart! Changing the subject, Ukrainians (including me) do like eating potatoes, they adore potatoes and even can eat potatoes with potatoes. We are crazy about it. And you? Yeah, it’s not so healthy. As far as I know potatoes are about 80% of water, in fact, it is even good for our body, as we should drink more. That’s why I don’t see any serious reason not to eat it. I will, you cannot persuade me. Good news for fans of mash: humans can apparently survive on a diet of just potatoes, and milk or butter, which contain Vitamin A and D, the only vitamins missing from the humble spud. Getting back to history I remember that there is some argue about who and when brought potatoes to Europe. The most interesting is that many Europeans did not know what potatoes are, they were using its flower as decoration for their outfits. Can you believe? They were not so smart to check that under flower, somewhere deep, there is a vegetable that is eatable! Ancient folks! Do you like potatoes?
Now it is salad’s turn. What do you think about salads? I do like them, especially fresh vegetable salads. It is a winter period here, and you almost cannot find fresh (not artificial) vegetables in our shops. If you are lucky, then they will cost a fortune. Many of us have to survive with some tins. Do you prepare tins for winter? No, lazy bones! I suppose Olivier salad should be known for you, but might not for all of you. I have some contradictory feelings towards it. This salad was very popular 25 years ago in USSR times (and I hate this time), but its taste is quite interesting. Olivier salad was discovered in 1860s by a Frenchman Lucien Olivier. He was the co-owner of one of the biggest Russian restaurants. As I heard he kept the receipt in secret and took it to his grave. Anyway, one of smart chef-cooks was able to find some information and create its approximate receipt. n different modern recipes, it is usually made with diced boiled potatoes, carrots, dill pickles, green peas, eggs, celeriac, onions, diced boiled chicken (or sometimes ham or bologna sausage), tart apples, with salt, pepper, and mustard added to enhance flavor, dressed with mayonnaise. Again not so healthy, I agree.
At last, I found a good healthy salad for you. Guess, which one? Exactly, exotic salad with sea products. You will fall in love with it. It has a nice spicy taste. It contains different sea products and ginger. Taste is gorgeous, it’s finger-licking good! And the price is awfully uninviting. As soon as I bought it I quickly took the label with price off and threw it out not to cause a kind of heart attack. Unfortunately, in my country sea products are pretty high, Ukrainians almost forget the taste of usual calamaris. So, friends, if you have some extra sea products, don’t forget to share with us, we will appreciate it so much!
Sushi, sushi, you can easily attract my tongue, and usually it’s difficult. Who wants sushi? I should tell in advance that in Ukraine we don’t have original sushi, I mean which should be made of raw fish. The only raw fish is salmon or trout. All other specific type of sea products and so on, are commonly fried or boiled. A typical Ukrainian won’t dare to put into his/her mouth anything which is moving yet. Believe me, it’s impossible. For many of us such exotic cuisine is still very strange. Though Ukrainians did get used to our own sushi and enjoy them with pleasure. Surely, it’s not cheap type food, but on special occasions we can let themselves!
It’s all for today, but we will come back to Ukrainian cuisine and taste preferences. Our national cuisine is very rich in natural ingredients. Ukrainians do like food and prefer cooking at home. They are capricious and demanding. I hardly call them gourmets, but they do enjoy table party traditions. And you didn’t hear yet anything about our vodka…hm, be patient!
See you next time!
Yours Chef-Cook Ann
Happy Tuesday, my little Friends! It’s a Quote Challenge Day No 2. Do you remember that my dear Friend, Maria from Maria Jansson Photography challenged me to participate in a three day quote challenge and I happily accept it. Here we go…
Rules are the following:
And you do remember that I like breaking the rules (oh, pardon, not I, but my crazy imagination likes)!
” I can endlessly look at a child’s face, whose innocence and curiosity can be only compared with yours, when you were of her age!” (AnRo)
Don’t you agree? Today, when you have some free minute, find your child’s album and take a look. I am sure you were even better than this cute little doll. And you were as innocent and curious as she is. But then Lady Life did a lot to change that look to this one…look at the mirror? What do you see?
I would not like to simply nominate every three blogs per day, I am intended to do something even more interesting. I just would like to introduce my nice friends and their blogs! All of them are great creators who inspire me for my posts!
Please welcome (do not miss a chance to visit their blogs, they are awesome):
Lizzie from Laughs With Lizzie, a very funny girl from New Zealand, who dared to open her own YouTube channel and share with you her fantastic world! Thank you, dear Lizzie, for your nice sense of humor and great ideas! You do make me laugh!
Frances from lovingleisuretime.wordpress.com, who always makes me feel hungry with her exotic and delicious receipts. She also makes beautiful pictures and finds perfect quotes for each of them. Thank you, my dear Frances, you always inspire me to try something new at my kitchen!
And the last for today, but definitely not least, Janet from jcrhumming.wordpress.com, a talented artist whose masterpieces always make me think a lot and catch the hidden beauty of this life. She is an artist with a touching heart! Thank you, my dear Janet, for making this world so vivid and bright!
Stay in tune! See you tomorrow!