The Bulgarian winter
Our first Bulgarian winter There was no water. The previous day’s hesitant spitting followed by a gregarious rush had given way to a total silence. Not even a distant gurgle.…
Our first Bulgarian winter There was no water. The previous day’s hesitant spitting followed by a gregarious rush had given way to a total silence. Not even a distant gurgle.…
Summer time and the livin is easy, Fish are jumpin and the cotton is high (Ella Fitzgerald) A slow morning in summer It is thirty two degrees, and it’s only…
Where we are In this post I will describe typical Bulgarian village life. Our village is situated about 15 kilometres from the main town of Karlovo . It is a…
Since moving to Bulgaria every day seems to bring a new adventure. This morning we were proudly presented with three chickens by one of our lovely neighbours. Excited to welcome…
The advent of spring was traditionally seen as a transition between the death of winter and new life and rebirth. Countless fertility rituals exist across the world to mark this…
In England, the sixth of January(Epiphany) marks the demise of the Christmas decorations we have so lovingly installed just a few weeks earlier. I have always found this a sad…
A Year in Provence’ begins with the New Year celebrations. We had already been here a few months by the time our first New Year cane around, but, like Mayle,…
Karlovo is our nearest large town and we love it! There is a beautiful square surrounded by bars and restaurants where one can sit on one of the many balmy…
In this post, I share our experiences of buying furniture in Bulgaria. I have mentioned elsewhere that my blog was originally inspired by a reading of A Year in Provence.…