We’ve had an earlier start to Autumn’s – sometimes tempestuos – weather in Elhovo. This time last year, it was still warm and dry as I checked back to my diary, but this year we have seen quite a few drizzly, grey days. Nevertheless, this hasn’t been as depressing as it may sound as the rain has cleaned all the streets and the roads which were clogged with layers of dust after the hot summer.There’s nothing you can do to control the weather, so I may as well look on the positive side!
About 2 months ago I heard noises as of a large machine outside and looked out to see council workmen beheading the tops of the trees that line our boulevard. When I went out later in the day, I saw that this tree carnage had been happening all over town. All the large leafy canopies had been hacked back completely, leaving nothing but a trunk and some forlorn looking twigs – the trees looked naked!
I was a bit perturbed to say the least, as these trees are definitely our friends in the hot summer days, as well as being home to thousands of summer birds, but here we are 8 weeks down the line and well into Autumn and lo and behold, all these trees are sprouting thick green crowns. I was under the impression that trees and other greenery died back during Autumn and Winter but these trees have sprouted really thickly despite the seeming drop in temperature, so the ground can’t be all that cold?
Trees might bounce back fast in Autumn, but other life forms don’t necessarily fare as well. For the past 10 weeks or so I have been feeding one of our (few thankfully) street dogs. She was clearly pregnant, so I made a special effort to feed and befriend her, and seven weeks ago she gave birth to a litter of seven pups. She and her brood have been denning in an abandoned building opposite my apartment block, so it’s been easy enough to pop over twice a day with scraps and dry dog food.
Two weeks ago, Mum finally brought the babies (until then hidden) out to play, and although the neighbours initially cooed at the pups, it didn’t take long before there were mutterings about there being too many dogs, plus we have had this change in the weather, and the pups are not faring too well in the damp.
SO, i have been trying and trying to get a foster home for some of them. Two have permanent homes to go to, but The Elhovo Five ( as I named them) need to be off the street so Mum – their protector – can be taken away to have the snip, pronto!After two weeks of begging, pleading and hair tearing, tonight I finally had an offer of a foster home for the pups – fantastic news – as Mum can now be sterilised.
There’s a bit of a recurring theme here, as only a few weeks ago I was on the phone to the vet asking about having a donkey castrated! (But that’s a different story!)
Otherwise, life in town carries on pretty much as usual; most people have their logs in now, cut and stacked, the Saturday bazaar continues regardless of sun or season and winter is, in any case, when more and more people are about in the evening, so a weekend night in town can be pretty lively, especially if like me you enjoy people watching.
One of the cafes in town has a quiz night which is proving popular, and also has live music and karaoke. Another is also doing a quiz and sometimes (to my personal horror, but it’s my hangup) bingo! Yet another has a pool league, so there is certainly plenty to do of an evening, and that’s not even taking into account the cafes and restaurants. Winter for us is a great time to catch up with friends and socialise as no-one is doing any gardening or much of anything outside, so there is time to laze around and chew the fat.
We are trying to get a craft fair established here for next spring, so no doubt all the “crafty” types will be beavering away making supplies, while my hubby and I start to haunt the boot sales looking for books we haven’t yet read, and I stock up my freezer with homebaked goodies – and make more of that famous marmalade. I really enjoy Autumn and Winter. I like the peacefulness and the cooler weather, and I look forward to the first snow.
You always know if snow has fallen in the night, as the light is completely changed through the window, and everything outside is hushed and muted.Fresh snow, ahh, perfect, pristine and oh so peaceful, now can someone just shut up next door’s cockerel….Bulgarian country life-it’s for living.