Often, when a city resident arrives in the village to live, he thinks that he is the smartest, lives in a civilized place, and the rustic completely close people, just know that walking with the forks, but to twist tails cows.
He is mistaken in the first, and in the second case.
And if a person has enough convolutions in his head, he understands that the rules of life and joint living in the village are not just like this — everything is directed to one single goal: survival, relieve work, help to all community members in a difficult moment.
You look, after a couple of weeks, fashionable shoes at the city fashionista are replaced by a more comfortable, comfortable and warm shoes suitable for the warm city winter sneakers, give way to boots or rubberized calories with fur inside. The ski jacket on the belt and a thin sweater change to something warming, then not to sit in one frostbitten place in a hot water basin.
I spent half of my childhood in the village, so I do not have «urban ponts», and I accept help and tips with gratitude. Why invent a bicycle when people lived to you in this place in this place, know from which side the wind blows, where water runs in the spring, how to remove the snow … That’s about it and talk.
In the city, which is in a straight line only 80 km, there is no snow at all from the word at all. Cold wind chasing dust sludge in the frozen land. To be honest, you don’t want to watch the workshop at all — scary.
Mid-November, and there is no snow!
But it is worth passing through the ridge, as you find yourself in a winter fairy tale, where the queen of winter managed to pelt a little less than 30 cm of snow.
Arriving in the village, we were amazed, like a lot of snow here!
And again I received a lesson from local residents.
How to clean snow in the city?
Very simple: the shovel is taken and forward with songs from the pillar and before lunch (if the output), and if the working day, then from returning home and to a long-range pillar. In any case, everything resumes in the pillar 😂.
Some are clogged on the snow and simply push the path to the house.
In the ancient Ural village, Kaga is not so.
Rather, not quite so.
First, the perfectly cleaned house area is considered special chic. It is inside you can pick up as much as you like long, but in front of the house everything should be pure. If purely means in the house there is a sleeve man.
Secondly, the biggest problem lies precisely in cleaning the courtyard. Since it is closed from all sides by buildings and gates, then snow blowers are useless. Shovel — our everything!
But after all, somehow the snow needs to be removed from the courtyard? Do not run with every shovel for 30 meters?
Everything is very simple. In the courtyard of our house there is a barn. It is two-story. On the first floor there is a whole noiseventor and a small pen for pigs is placed. It is very low — the ceiling is a maximum of 1.2 m. On the second floor it is arranged. Because of such a device, a very warm room was obtained — the first floor was covered with snowy snowdrifts, the second was covered with a large layer of hay.
Together with the house, we got a «snow removal combine»: two large wooden shovels, crumpled galvanized, cooked from a thick tube Sani, two big baskets and a drive per one and a half human strength.
Baskets are woven from dual, sufficiently thick IV roths. They are very durable, withstand a very large weight. The power of the snow removal combine, at least in our family, and a half human forces: 1 dad, that is, and 0.5 Son’s strength. So far, one fills the basket, the second is quickly exporting it from the courtyard.
By the way, the locals have taught the rusty use of the «snow removal combine» better in the snow, they need to sprinkle with water. On metal instantly formed thin crust of ice, after which the sleigh with the basket does not even need to pull — pushed and they rolled!
So the snow was removed. Hundreds of years ago, the founders of the village were killed — runaways, so they removed the snow and the peasants of the Saratov province moved to Kauga, almost nothing has changed. Many use exactly such baskets.
Imagine how long I would have to clear this courtyard one, and even two shovels!
Thank you for prompted good people!
And on the same sleigh, it is very convenient to carry the water from the column — we are not appreciated by the veins in your hands. By the way, I want to remember the knitting scheme of such large baskets and try to associate yourself.
Plastic troughs are quickly burst on a strong frost, and nothing happens to baskets from an egg. The main thing is to give them to dry in the spring otherwise they can contradicinate or root.