September 19, 2022. Day 209 since the russian invasion in Ukraine.
My parents were in a reasonably good mood and were singing songs when the call went through. Dad is still not going outside, but Mom does. She tells me about changes in the trees and about the new version of the book that she is reading/re-reading now. Dad gives me some questionable advice about restoring power batteries.
September 22, 2022. Day 211 of the war.
Dad told me about his childhood activities of capturing tarantulas. Mom told me about soaps that they had in her childhood and how hair was washed with the soap but then rinsed with the vinegar. Special vinegar was sold as a "beauty product" in pharmacies. And for some time after washing hair, people smelled like pickles. Unseen to me, cats were participating in our conversation: chasing after the moth. We exchanges news about all the friends and relatives. Dad is excited about tomorrow's fish for dinner.