Because of a cold, I am just spending time renewing my website, remembering the past and dreaming to be outside soon.

I remember that quick sun after the storm and this group of men arriving by horses to meet some friends in a yurta nearby. They were already slightly drunk and the light was magnificent. There was something so unique and natural in their relation with their horses, especially between foals and kids which basically grew up together. What a different way of living compared to us, living everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Goodbye Gul’sary! The best horse of all Kyrgyzstan, a beautiful natural gaited horse through which Aitmatov tell us the life of his owner Tanabaj and the difficulties the nomadic Kyrgyz faced in soviet time. Goodbye Gul’sary!

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