We have had a very depressing few weeks of rain here in Azerbaijan. It has been so wet and muddy that I've had to start walking a different way to school because the field I usually cross I now refer to as a sea (you can see it in the picture for proof). I'm lucky though because many parts of Azerbaijan have had a lot of flooding and landslides. Even here in Tovuz one village had a landslide that killed a family, but it wasn't where I am, no worries. We've just had inconvenient mud, which is especially inconvenient when being muddy is apparently a sign of being a "bad girl" (and here I just thought it was a sign that I had walked to school!). I just say I'll clean my shoes when they won't get covered again the second I step out of my house's entryway. The rain seems to be finally going away a bit though, so keep your fingers crossed!
Along with the rain, spring has brought many very adorable baby animals to the village. At my house we have like 10 little baby chicks who have been living in a box in the kitchen with their mother because the rain has made it too cold outside. They smell a bit when they are let out of the box to eat, but I think it's forgivable because their just cheeping balls of fluff and don't mean to make our dinner table smell like a chicken coop. I am not as forgiving of the geese though. I already didn't like geese before, but with their babies they are really spiteful creatures! Give them the biggest berth possible when you are passing them on the road and they will still come at you hissing and menacingly elongating their neck as they charge. I'm just glad we don't have any at my house because I've heard stories of other volunteers having to viciously fight their way to be allowed into the bathroom because of a territorial goose. Spiteful, I'm telling you.
Along with the rain, spring has brought many very adorable baby animals to the village. At my house we have like 10 little baby chicks who have been living in a box in the kitchen with their mother because the rain has made it too cold outside. They smell a bit when they are let out of the box to eat, but I think it's forgivable because their just cheeping balls of fluff and don't mean to make our dinner table smell like a chicken coop. I am not as forgiving of the geese though. I already didn't like geese before, but with their babies they are really spiteful creatures! Give them the biggest berth possible when you are passing them on the road and they will still come at you hissing and menacingly elongating their neck as they charge. I'm just glad we don't have any at my house because I've heard stories of other volunteers having to viciously fight their way to be allowed into the bathroom because of a territorial goose. Spiteful, I'm telling you.
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