"𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑴𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘" 𝒃𝒚 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒂 (𝟏𝟖𝟑𝟗-𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟒)
Transylvania, Romania
“For centuries, the small villages in Transylvania have preserved their hay meadows, raised cattle and operated self-sustainable farms. The agrarian fairytale that is extinct in Western Europe still exists here in bucolic scenes, where young boys learn to cut and rake hay by hand, where all village women are proficient in weaving, and all men can build a house from scratch - with thousands of hard-split wooden shingles on the rooftop. In this old world, defined by traditional belief systems and respect for the environment, one does not trample a meadow of high grass before mowing it, the cows and horses find their way home along the muddy village tracks and the rivers’ water is busy with the milling, washing and alcohol making.“
- Rena Effendi
i know this will make me sound old and boring but once i’m home for the night i’m home. i don’t like upsetting my plans even when i don’t have any. yes it’s only 8pm but i spent the whole evening believing i’m not going anywhere, i cannot perceive or be perceived right now, try again later