Riga is a city of contrasts. The key of it lays in its eclectic mix of architecture. Riga was built by German barons. Riga was built by Swedish and Russian kings. It was built by Soviet government. It was built, cherished and… also ruined by Latvians themselves. Because people wanted to see real “Latvian” Riga. Well, as for me, I don’t think Latvian Riga truly ever existed. There is an old legend that is passed through the centuries. It says that when Riga will be finished, a huge monster will rise from the river Daugava and ruin the city.
My neighbourhood has a long history. There were manors and fields in 19th century. And a small river looped between them. Only a little ditch has left of that river now, as it was buried almost 40 years ago in order to build here a new suburbian district. But you can’t just bury a river, you know. People are still dealing with the consequences. It’s a real problem to build new houses in this area, as every time people start digging, they get a pond.
Only one of those manors sees nowadays. Tall linden alleys and fruit trees found here and there in our district remind of others. The district in the way it looks now was built around 40 years ago. White tall concrete, very similar and geometrically and colorwise, boring houses with a lot of apartments inside quickly deluged the area.
You can easily get lost among them. Thus my favourite streets here are the small ones that consist of old one-floor houses, usually with small yards behind them and beautiful flowerbeds around them. (I promise some photographs of the flowerbeds when those are full of some spring-summer-autumn lush blooming greenery).
And look, how contrasty this place looks in an overcast day. It’s the same road in the other direction.
Can you believe, that this place looks gorgeous in spring when cherry and apple trees are blooming? This is actually one of the priciest streets in this district. It looks just pathetic in this season.
Another contrast — homes. We can’t change outside. In addition, all this old houses and apartments are unbelievably expensive. But we can make our places nice and cosy.
Here are us — me and Anastasia, crocheting. I’m teaching her to crochet a granny square. She is very patient and really smart and fast-grasping student.
And look, what I did with her hair!
We have been living in this place for three years now, but, just like Riga, this place is not ready yet. I like to add some elements slowly, when I’m sure that I really want them here. The latest addition is this mirror, that I love now!