![]() “ Hajde !” Usually, people shriek and reach for stones. When the handful of dogs who as ever hover around me start barking at him, he laughs and calls to them. I am tying out 15-meter-long ropes on the kodër (hill), trying to figure out where I can put my horses to graze for the day, without them either getting hopelessly tangled, or stepping on any of the numerous graves that spot the hills around my house, while still letting them get to some grass.Īn immaculately dressed man appears on the narrow footpath from Bashaj, emerging from the forest. The right heel is split and so the right boot is no longer even faintly waterproof, but still. ![]() Which means I am in my pajamas-sweatpants, night-sweat soaked T-shirt, and my beloved çizme (gumboots). I am having the first lazy Sunday in weeks. The Upstream Fight to Save the Valbona River
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