Hot tea weather…
I will add to this tomorrow morning….
-20 and it is just 5:30 pm. The sky cleared and when the sun went down, the temperature dropped like a rock. It is brutal out there right now…. Just stoked the fire and it is +20 inside…
WtR
Update: It is morning and right now 2:30 a.m.. Boza and I got up at 1:00 a.m. and had a quick walk. My blood sugar was at 3.1 mmol/l and I needed to get things under control. I glanced at the temperature meter and inside it was +20 degrees. Then I focused on the outdoor temperature, -24.8 degrees. LOL, it was crisp out there and so wonderful…
-24.8 C is -12.64 F, if that helps to correlate for you better. Windchill is -30 and colder. Yes, we have a breeze blowing (Well okay, a gale is more like it.) Boza was all gun ho to walk and after 10 minutes, decided that life was better in the home. We scurried back and got inside to stay warm… 😉
Built a fire to help keep the chill out and Boza has gone back to sleep. Me? I am writing a post…
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There something so magical about stepping outside and the smell of a wood fireplace meets your nose. When the air is as crisp and clean as it is here in the Tiny Russian Village, you can smell a fire a mile away. Something just makes sense when you see the smoke curling up from a chimney. That tells me that home is warm and wonderful…
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- Fish Village worker
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- Beautiful
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- This as high as the sun gets
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- Boza and my footprints
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- Walking
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- The Tiny Russian Village
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- Perfect
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- Partridges eating at this spot…
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Begin and end my day with this version of the song Sound of Silence…
Just seems fitting to the world at large…
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There is something striking about the realization that the sun struggles hard to even get above the horizon. It reaches many times barely above the trees and shadows are long and impacting as you walk. I have lived many places and been many places in my life, but never have I been anywhere where the soul is touched with such meanderings of paragon…
Russia is a country so enticing, but you must break away from the degradation’s that have molded your life. The depth of its ability to effect your innermost persona is a catching array of stigmas that you never have a shield against their intrusion upon you. Then one day, the veil lifts and you develop perception…
Perception then become recognition, awareness, consciousness, appreciation, realization, knowledge, grasp, understanding, comprehension, apprehension and cognizance all the same, but yet all describe different ways of perceptions that we meet in life…
I struggle with health issues and they sometimes get me depressed. Then, I have been checking Vova’s blood sugar and when he ran into the realization that he is having issues and is actually borderline diabetic, I saw myself in his face. For it struck him hard, he became sad, angry and worried in that order. He does not want to die and does not want to lose his legs. As we all know that person who has had that issue…
I realized that we all have to meet life and life will get you down. Life can be brutal at times and yet at the same time life can be so fluent and respecting, that we allow ourselves to be crushed by the downturns. I met such a downturn many times in heart, brain tumor, diabetes and other issues…
I stood outside a few minutes ago and it struck me…. I use to exist and not live. Then I found life…
I found my soul mate in Russia, I came to Russia, I fell in love with not only a Russian woman, but I fell in love with Russia and then my soul became Russian. Can’t explain it, for I am not smart enough to canalize such direct changes deep inside of me. Therefore, I have to simply accept such changes and garner my abilities to survive such changes…
I guess…
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” ― Oscar Wilde
I chose to live…
WtR