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Project 1917 is a series of events that took place a hundred years ago as described by those involved. It is composed only of diaries, letters, memoirs, newspapers and other documents

Thankfully, the beautiful weather of the past few days has returned, though I still feel myself to be “good for nothing,” as they say in English. See more

I cannot describe the extent to which I long for my sweet little dog. It seems to have become more unbearable! It is very hot, I have not left the house at all and do not feel like doing anything.

My beautiful Chifu died last night. What grief! Both my Cossaks were very compassionate, they brought her to me in a basket. We buried my beautiful Chifu after tea.

It is the birthday of dear Mama and our Iferie. The weather was delightful and hot. During the day we cut down three small trees and sawed them up and another two older ones which had fallen. The work was hard. At six o'clock we went to services and vespers. I read aloud as usual. Yesterday evening Kerensky suddenly came from the city and stopped in person. See more

I've got horrible back pain and I am afraid to make a move. Took a hot bath, a salipyrine, I hope it will help. The weather is very hot and quiet. A comission arrived to check on us and on our inspectors. Well, we'll see if it gets better or maybe even worse: lately we are facing constant problems and holdbacks every time we want to go somewhere.

It got warmer, the wind spent itself a little. I'm feeling rather bad. How much humiliation do we endure from our inspectors! How much trouble do they cause! I went for a little walk with my daughters in the garden. A doctor arrived right after breakfast to take a look at the boys. See more

As usual, I went to church. The time has been changed—all the clocks have been shifted one hour forward. I slept badly last night thanks to those vile mosquitoes—one more bit of sheer torture on top of all my other miseries and misfortunes.

To my indescribable joy, after four months of melancholy waiting, I at last received a whole package of wonderful letters from my beloved Alix. When I saw the familiar handwriting I felt as if I had come back to life and become a new person. I imagined what pleasure I would experience over the next few days as I read the letters.

I haven’t been outside - it was too hot, I spent my day reading. My mood is getting more and more gloomy and melancholic. Thankfully, there is some good news from the front, a lot of people have been captured, and many guns taken.

At four in the afternoon I came downstairs to join Olga, there was tea waiting for me and other delicacies.

She was foolish in the extreme heat to go with her daughters to the beach to see how Sandro and the boys are bathing. See more

Apraksina visited for breakfast, staying with me until tea. I was going to show her canaries but, unfortunately, some bandits had broken the lock and 60 birds disappeared without a trace - this vile rabble gone wild.

Very hot today, trimmed the roses. I have heard talk of riots in Sevastopol, of an admiral discharged. We sat by the river - it is our only comfort these days.

There was another incredibly humiliating event awaiting us that day. The commission arrived from Sevastopol and took us all to all to a kind of court at Svitsky house, where each of us individually had to answer questions relating to the searches. To tell the truth, I was so outraged by this new, and unexpectedly vile trick, that as I entered the room and saw them sitting behind the long table like judges, ready to question me like some thief or murderer, I was shaking with indignation and fury. But, fortunately, Sandro was with me. See more

It’s a bit colder today—I went out for roses once again. I have never seen such splendor before.

The first truly hot day. I went to church – today is the festival of the Holy Trinity. After breakfast I set off for Miskhor and on the way there, at the narrowest point of a bend in the road, a huge vehicle packed with soldiers drove out towards us. As there was no room to pass, it almost crushed us. I was outraged to see such shameless driving. They paid not the slightest attention at what was going on around them.

Age: 69
Lives in: Ai-Todor, Crimea, Russian Empire
Nickname: Minnie
Title: Empress of Russia


in Petrograd
in Moscow