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Imagine a life in Kazakstan… your dog licks you awake and you see your wife and son sleeping in bed curled up.
You have a bit of mutton with a glass of raw milk and some rice.
You decide to go for a walk with your dog without a leash of course, you live in the middle of nowhere with plains and mountains in the distance as the cool wind blows your hair in a cool gentle breeze.
Its so early even the cattle are asleep
You return home to find your wife making breakfast for your son. You greet them and tell your son to come help you, you want to build a new sheep pen because the old one is getting crowded.
You both get bottles of milk and grab your axes and head down to the forest to chop some wood.
You’ve never took your son out to chop trees before but hes getting older and needs to know these skills when he raises a family of his own.
You show him the proper technique of how to swing an axe for maximum strength and efficiency, he almost hits you the 1st time and you show him again, this time he gets it and is able to strike a tree with enough force to chip away at the sturdy trunk.
You tell him to keep at it and have a sip of milk. You then return to your own tree and sigh and start chopping away at it it falls with a crash and you see your son is halfway done with his, you roll your eyes and show him the proper way, his tree falls in 5 more hits.
Your wife is making you a new leather jacket made of sheep skin for your birthday in a few weeks but shes kept it hidden. As she knits by the stream. You never ask her for much, as your current jacket is worn and the sleeves get tighter every year it seems. She has asked you to purchase a new one but you tell her its fine you only need one.
You drag the trees to the pile you have already made for firewood and other projects like your cattle pen and the previous sheep pen.
you and your dog (Kamzik)
Go and shepherd the sheep and rotate them for grazing. there are new lambs who are babys and they lay down with their mothers, you know they will grow up soon and the sheep pen is your next project.
Kamzik knows when the sheep are done and herds them back into the pen where some of them lie down, especially because the sun is setting… you chop some firewood and head inside where you find your son drawing pictures at the table, and your wife cooking something in a pot on the oven.
It smells amazing, but you cant act surprised. Your wife is a great cook, and you love her but you cant let her know that too much.
You tell your son to put away the drawing (its Kamzik playing with sheep).
Your wife sets the table and you all sit down, the wood stove provides heat and you can feel it from the other room providing sweet warmth from the harsh night.
You take your first bite of the stew, and cant help but smile, you quickly hide it but she saw. And smiles in return…
She puts your son to bed telling him goodnight
And you and her go into your bedroom and lay down together. You kiss her goodnight as the woodstove burns from across the hall. And flickers gently, you can hear the trees being whipped outside as its a windy night.
your wife curls up a bit and you hold her. And slowly you fall asleep.
You have a bit of mutton with a glass of raw milk and some rice.
You decide to go for a walk with your dog without a leash of course, you live in the middle of nowhere with plains and mountains in the distance as the cool wind blows your hair in a cool gentle breeze.
Its so early even the cattle are asleep
You return home to find your wife making breakfast for your son. You greet them and tell your son to come help you, you want to build a new sheep pen because the old one is getting crowded.
You both get bottles of milk and grab your axes and head down to the forest to chop some wood.
You’ve never took your son out to chop trees before but hes getting older and needs to know these skills when he raises a family of his own.
You show him the proper technique of how to swing an axe for maximum strength and efficiency, he almost hits you the 1st time and you show him again, this time he gets it and is able to strike a tree with enough force to chip away at the sturdy trunk.
You tell him to keep at it and have a sip of milk. You then return to your own tree and sigh and start chopping away at it it falls with a crash and you see your son is halfway done with his, you roll your eyes and show him the proper way, his tree falls in 5 more hits.
Your wife is making you a new leather jacket made of sheep skin for your birthday in a few weeks but shes kept it hidden. As she knits by the stream. You never ask her for much, as your current jacket is worn and the sleeves get tighter every year it seems. She has asked you to purchase a new one but you tell her its fine you only need one.
You drag the trees to the pile you have already made for firewood and other projects like your cattle pen and the previous sheep pen.
you and your dog (Kamzik)
Go and shepherd the sheep and rotate them for grazing. there are new lambs who are babys and they lay down with their mothers, you know they will grow up soon and the sheep pen is your next project.
Kamzik knows when the sheep are done and herds them back into the pen where some of them lie down, especially because the sun is setting… you chop some firewood and head inside where you find your son drawing pictures at the table, and your wife cooking something in a pot on the oven.
It smells amazing, but you cant act surprised. Your wife is a great cook, and you love her but you cant let her know that too much.
You tell your son to put away the drawing (its Kamzik playing with sheep).
Your wife sets the table and you all sit down, the wood stove provides heat and you can feel it from the other room providing sweet warmth from the harsh night.
You take your first bite of the stew, and cant help but smile, you quickly hide it but she saw. And smiles in return…
She puts your son to bed telling him goodnight
And you and her go into your bedroom and lay down together. You kiss her goodnight as the woodstove burns from across the hall. And flickers gently, you can hear the trees being whipped outside as its a windy night.
your wife curls up a bit and you hold her. And slowly you fall asleep.
