A Day In The Life Of Hareniks 99%

Water is life in the highlands. Armen walks the narrow, earthen channel that feeds his fields. He uses a shovel to direct the flow, mud caking his boots. He watches the water soak into the dark earth, a satisfying sight. He sees his grandson, little Aram, running down the dirt road. Aram is visiting from the city for the weekend. The boy tries to skip stones in the irrigation ditch.

Hareniks doesn’t believe in waking up exactly at 6:00 AM. That’s too aggressive. Instead, the first alarm is a suggestion. The second alarm, at 7:15, is a negotiation. By 7:30, reality sets in: there’s code to write, problems to solve, and a fridge that won’t stock itself. a day in the life of hareniks

The afternoon in Hareniks belongs to the heat. Work slows. The village enters a state of suspension. Armen returns to the house for a nap, his chest rising and falling in time with the buzzing of a fly against the windowpane. Water is life in the highlands

Here’s a snapshot of a day in the life of Hareniks. He watches the water soak into the dark