
Have you had to meet an evening herd at the gate?
I had to more than once, because you won’t open Kalita according to the first draft moo ... Not like the door, but the gate in the yard of the Burenka will take out. The evening milking of the exposed cow is necessary ... so it flies in an arrow in the stable and is looking forward to the most common warm hands of the hostess.
And the gaze of the cow is unforgettable, deep with a still life-thunders like Max-Factor, as if eternity is looking at you from the Milky Way ...
The cow, but already forest, is often called the Slowy inhabitant of the Lesa-Taigi Parma-Taigi.
Perhaps that is why the same look once noted at a large cooled moose, which for a long time escorted me along the wooded clearing, and I slowly took out a bucket with a frozen cranberry.
Moreover, neither I nor he (apparently) experienced fear. Something was drawn by his tramp after me ... Well, the no obligatory “tribute” to the owner of the forest, which you usually leave on the hemp. However, since then I wear drying into the forest, and pro -costs are necessarily. Maybe? ..
I decided to identify this topic because I watched a small film where there are a couple of interesting legends about the losa.
If you find a quarter of an hour, then look - very shabby. Cm.:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZFDIK3PTO
Or to the property of the planet:
http://dostoyanieplaneti.ru/articles/udivitielnyie-liegichieny-sieviernykh-narodov
RS: “Soha - initially, pole, pole, whole forest (from dry, dry tree), from where the ross is bifurcated at the end, with the development. Probably such a plow, defended by the top forward and chopped off by a hook, served as the first ral (orati -plow, oratai -pahar) , for plowing the earth, that is, the soha, the simplest, peasant weapon of arable land.
Proverbs: who is lazy with Sohu is bad for this all year. God was prayed to God, hold, but hold on to the plow! Mother has golden horns ”(according to the explanatory dictionary of Dahl).
The peculiarity of the worldview of our ancestors was that in the sky, like on Earth, there is also its own plowman (oratai), perhaps therefore, the lavish horns of the moose - the cooled were perceived as the tools of his work, and the animal itself for a long time was cult and sacred, the milk of the “forest cow” was considered a special gift.