Three Kids and a Kettle

The last Feast, from the window

Cathedral Hill in the evening of the Feast, from the window of the house.

The last Feast from this window. All three rooms at Erkin's are full again, the lane is a river, the bells begin at dawn. I went up at five with Eldiyar and Aruuke. Denha was reading on the steps, and he saw us and did not stop, only nodded.

On Friday the truck comes. I will write from Almaty as soon as the internet is connected. Salam to everyone who read this, even those who only came for the honey cake.

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