Crazy American in the middle of nowhere

Trees near my house

Trees near my house

I went out with my camera again this afternoon and took some pictures near my house.  This is one of the few that weren’t blurry.

I come back home to find my landlord, along with half the neighbors, chopping up pig parts in the basement.  They all look at me.  I freeze for a second as the language barrier kicks in, then I remember to say “Dan“, which they answer equally shyly.  I give my landlord the rent and he takes it in his big hard palm, stained with  pig-part grease, and says  “Thank you,” in English.

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The view from my balcony #3

The view from my balcony on December 18, 2011

The view from my balcony #3

It is a dark Sunday morning.  The snow from yesterday didn’t stick.

My landlord has done something dire to a pig and there are entrails all over the yard.    At least I kept them out of the photo.