Verse of the day from the SNB Company

We're tired of looking for wheelbarrow wheels.
I've been around a lot with my girlfriend, sadly.
Why would you do something like that?
How can one buy these on a website.
But we didn't know, that's why.
We're going to her house. Wheels... Hammock...
A hundred and five kilometers, that's a long way to go.
We're all set, though. It's a long way off.
It's about another half hour or so on foot.
And that would be fine. But the heat is terrible.
Here we go. It's beautiful. There's a dog on the porch.
Greeting with his tail and giving his paw.
The parents are waiting. And they've set the table.
It'll be a conversation till tonight.
Wheelbarrow wheels we're taking it into the porch.
They really needed it. Welcome!
They dragged me from Kiev. We could hardly find it.
And with them, and with the bag - not easy to reach.
And Grandpa's already drowning the trump bath.
And he built it himself, he's a good worker.
The smell of firewood and smoke came from the chimney.
That's how you can stay young forever:
The products are homemade, the air is wooded,
Everything here is real. A banya in winter.
The wheels for the wheelbarrow already showed up.
Naturally, they came in handy right away.
We're going fishing at four in the morning.
While the village sleeps and the broads don't see us.
It's considered a man's occupation.
What if it's a hobby? What's the big deal?
Then everybody help in the garden.
And Grandma is a pro at this approach.
And in the evening again tables, shashliks.
We'll have a party for ourselves and the old folks.
It's a quiet life. And you can't hear the cars.
Such a deaf village. It's quiet.