"You know, edno vreme, in the village we used to do everything with a sickle and a palamarka, like this...... "
Sitting at the entry bench, checking our shopping bags and letting us know if the vegetables we bought are good.
The municipality showed up in our backyard this morning.
In their uniforms and with their bright blue trimmers, they went to work on the fresh, though already overgrown, grasses.
She . . . . . . . .