About two weeks ago, two days of a strong and steady wind blew away most of the snow cover. The uncovered ground revealed the fields below criss-crossed by hundreds if not thousands of tunnels thrust up by moles, mice, and what the local village people call “water rats” (ūdens žurkas).
The deep snow this past winter never allowed the ground below to freeze though there were a number of days with temperatures of over -30C. In spite of such low temperatures, there was a winter paradise for some life forms below the snow.
My mother cat has been bringing me home two or three said water rats, ordinary mice from what I can see, and through such giving makes a significant contribution in spirit to the upkeep of my small household.
I have looked out my kitchen window and seen foxes in the field on the other side of the ditch hunt for mice. I like to watch them make the tell-tale jump in the air and the pounce that follows. The hawks, too, need barely make an effort for their next meal.
Only the forests round about me keep disappearing as people try cope with the hardships brought them by their government, which for all practical purposes does not serve them, but serves as a lobby for foreign banking interests.
Top that off with the sowing and ruin of ill advised European grains last fall, and it is for certain that even more trees will be cut, and the people of old forest and farming stock will be barely surviving. Many have left Latvia, and many more think of doing so, certainly most of the young high school graduates. Not that it is easy work abroad.
I know of one young woman who gets up at 3 a.m. to drive her stepfather to work on an English farm, while she then returns to work in a meat packing factory at 5 a.m., where work is available for only three out of five days. The family is concerned over its future, still it is better to live and work in England than life in a state run by a corrupt and/or a gutless “sovereign” government bent to turning Latvia not into a nation, but an administrative center (welfare state sort) of the European Union.
The Director of State Customs Criminal Oversight Committee one Marjans Burijs http://www.delfi.lv/news/national/politics/vid-muitas-kriminalparvaldes-prieksnieks-pastavot-kontrabandai-daudzi-nav-nomirusi-bada.d?id=38082893 in an interview (in Latvian) for “Practical Day” (Lietišķā Diena) stated that contraband (the black market, etc.) has its economic advantages. Said Burijs: “….thanks to contraband, many people [Latvians] have not starved to death. I cannot say this as a director of juridical institution [of the state], but as a resident of Latvia, I understand it very well. If the state has difficulties and cannot secure [its people] work and income, the people do [what they can] to survive for themselves.”
I was in Riga yesterday. The ducks that congregate in the winter alongside the canal across the street from the Latvia University are gone. One assumes that they are making their nests somewhere among the reeds in more hidden coves.
As for Riga itself, a poll allegedly shows its do-little major has never been more popular. Yet Riga is no meca for jobs and many people are leaving. As the bus drives into Riga, one sees vacant offices line the shores of Daugava. The Financial Havoc and Damage Team (FHDT aka IFM, ECB) from Brussels came, bent the arms of their Latvian ministers’ lobby, and then left Latvia happy and satisfied.
At this point in history, the future capital of Europe looks attractive to Wormelings (Vurmīši), one of whom I photographed at the entrance of Riga White House (pils) http://the4thawakening.blogspot.com/.
Incidentally, for those who think that I propagate “negative news”, let me remind them that I believe (search for ‘esoschronicles’) that Jesus has for some time been back on Earth as John (Jānis), the name he had before he was sent up to sit on his hands in fantasy land. There may be quite a few Johns about in Latvia and the world, except in Latvia they keep on being called “populists” and the rest of the world is subject to a barrage of government propaganda singing “happy days are here again”. Happy Easter!