Wandering through the streets of a standard village in New Riga, I clearly understand that I do not see a DublDom in these decorations. I call Lena, she tells me that I need to drive up to the fence following secret signs. A hidden beauty opens up behind it — a road strewn with rubble through the forest. There were also powerful oaks, shapely maples and thick fir trees. Between the forest and the field, in fact, almost on the edge, there is several spacious plots of the old horticultural society. Lena hospitably opens the gates of an unusual fence - it is based on a metal frame, which is tightly braided with walnut rods. It turned out that this fence, and a wooden picket fence between the plots, and a firewood, and some paths, and even a bench, our heroine made with her own hands.
"A neighbor was having a discussion at work about whether a woman should do so much herself," Lena laughs. Apparently, the hostess is doing fine: we are surrounded by perfect order — a small spicy vegetable garden, lawn, oak. Lena, swearing, drops the acorns. "Everything is fine in the summer, but in the fall they bother me a little, they constantly fall on the roof of the house," she says.