Wednesday, March 24, 2021

Have you heard of Bucovina shepherd?

The Bucovina Shepherd Dog is one of the largest and most powerful rustic livestock guardian dogs and has strong guard dog qualities. It was developed over many centuries by shepherds in the Carpathian Mountains.

It is a large dog 65-78 cm to 68-80 kg, imposing, solid, well built, with strong bones and double fur.

 It is a very good watchdog for homes, properties and herds of animals. He usually patrols the properties he guards during the night. He is an excellent companion on the mountain, a pleasant pet who loves to play with children.

 They have been used since ancient times by Romanian shepherds. When it comes to temperament, they are very balanced dogs and guard their territory firmly.

Source wikipedia.org


Song Cântă Cucu-n Bucovina

Artist  Grigore Lese 

Licensed to YouTube by TuneCore, and 1 Music Rights Societies

Saturday, March 20, 2021

 ROAD TO ANYWHERE


I am sitting on the platform and watch the trains pass without stopping. I do not know where 

 

they come from and I do not know where they are going either.

 

Or maybe they appear and disappear like fantasies. I have no idea what fantasies are and I 

 

don't think I want to know it, either.

 

When I see the railroad tracks, I think of the train as a pet tied up and walked on a leash, 

 

taken out of the apartment to move a little and do its needs.

 

I take the ladder and lean it against the faded wall of the building, soak the brush into the 

 

bucket of paint, and, with timid imagination, I name this station. A name made of white paint 

 

as large as it can be easily seen.

 

Not too long after that, a train with a single passenger wagon stops at the station. There is no 

 

a sign indicating the route of this train.

 

I somehow manage to get on the locomotive even as the train starts moving. It follows a 

 

previously established route, it follows the design of the railway tracks in a disciplined and 

 

rigorous way.

 

This train is captive between metal lines like a bird closed in an aviary. It needs freedom, 

 

infinite freedom because the essence of fulfilling the path is the miracle that overwhelms each 

 

of us.

 

I look up to the sky. I touch a star, stroke it with my hand, but when I want to taste it with my 

 

tongue, the star tastes me.

 

From there, from the greatness of infinity, I make the railway tracks disappear and I release 

 

all the trains from the depot sheds of the world.


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