The common dictionary definition of a village is:
1.a small community or group of houses in a rural area, larger than a hamlet and usually smaller than a town, and sometimes (as in parts of the U.S.) incorporated as a municipality.
2.the inhabitants of such a community collectively.
Our visit to the Northwest Highlands of Scotland this summer brought us to Torridon Village.
We stayed int he village of Kinlochewe, and hiked through the village of Gairloch.
This leads one to wonder what constitutes a hamlet and what a town. Those definitions are suitably vague, though it appears that a hamlet, at least in Great Britain, does not have its own church and a village does.
If you've read my blog on any kind of regular basis, you probably have figured out that I am blessed (or cursed) with wanderlust. So, though I've featured sites and sights from our trip to the UK for this round of ABCs, I've had some previous experiences with villages by all definitions.
In India ten years ago, we made several evening visits to nearby villages. We visited in the evening because we were busy working during the day on the roof of the boys' home where we were volunteering. We met with them to learn about their life
and the projects through which they were improving conditions for themselves and their families.
The question we were asked at each village we visited was "How are your marriages arranged?"
We visited some villages in Siberia when we were there. On this Sunday afternoon we traveled with the priest for Mass in the village of Krasny Pochara. This is the little church there and some of the congregation. Most of the village (definition 2) were out harvesting wild mushrooms, an important part of their diet.
Rural would be the part of the definition that applied to the village of Kargasok, because it was much larger than any other place I have heard called a village. It was one of a number of villages on the Ob River traveling north from Novosibirsk--maybe the largest. The trip by boat was fifteen hours, and we spent two days visiting with internet friends.
Maybe isolated is a better word than rural. But since the cows greeted us in the yard of the hotel in the morning, I guess "rural" works, too.
After we were home from Siberia that year, I compared photos with my friend who had spent her summer in some Alaskan villages. The scenes were remarkably similar.
So these are some of my village memories for ABC Wednesday, round 7.
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