In Russia it is said that chickens are milked, and cows carry eggs. (A mockery of those who believe ridiculous rumors.)

Almost cried when I finally made it back to heaven…

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Up at 6 AM and out walking the village this morning with Boza. Sveta always sleeps in until noon when we come to the village and in fact that brings up a conversation that I had last summer with the men living in the village; their wives always sleep late and the men get up with sunrise. I am no different and I really think that it is called peace time for the guys. A sleeping woman is a quiet woman and therefore we drink our coffee and watch the sun come up in peace… 🙂

The image is of the village house as we found it after all the work last summer and inside it was perfect. So the village home is a good start to the first photo of the village area. If the home is good, then all else will follow as being even better…

imagesAn interesting thing has happened the last few years and we have found that ladybugs bless us ever year with a new hatching of young’ums and the village home is full of ladybugs at the start of the spring time: I was taught that…

Ladybugs are seen often by many in the world as the messenger of promise and love, the ladybug reconnects us with the true joy of living. Since fear and joy can not co-exist, we then should have no choice but to release our fears and return to promise and love; this is the main message that a Ladybug tells us as they teach us how to restore our trust and faith in the great spirit. When the ladybug appears, it is telling us to get out of our own way, spiritually and physically, then allow the great spirit to enter into our lives…

The ladybugs are running all over the village home and I smiled this morning as I watched them sneak away from around the windows this morning in the sunshine. For they leave without doing any harm and with blessings they will be back next spring also…

I feel better already and Sveta literally came to life and you could see the effect on the place on her. She beamed again as she smiled and the energy she absorbed really made her feel good. As I said, she is now recharging her batteries and sleeping, sleeping and sleeping…

Today we will go to the big village and buy tons of groceries and supplies. There is a new supermarket in the big village and I want to check that out. It looks great. Now our big village has several very large supermarkets. That should tell you about the economy in Russia. It is growing…

We stopped at a Magnet Supermarket before driving out to the boonies and the prices were all much cheaper than in Moscow. I was surprised and very happy; prices cheaper than Moscow? And that is within the small villages in the country side. Understand for clarification, when I say Big Village, I mean a village that has several thousand people as compared to our village of only about 5 people right now. So our big village is still a small village…

I really did have tears in my eyes last night as I stood in our field behind our house. The air was fresh, the ponds are full and ready for fish, the monastery had lots of work done to it and everything was just perfect. Then the icing on the cake was using our well water and making the perfect cup of coffee…

Boza at my feet, as I sat in my easy chair, Sveta sleeping, the birds singing, internet working, ladybugs crawling, and peace prevailing over the Russian Village…

Nothing more is needed and nothing more is expected…

Have a nice day, for I sure will…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

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A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...

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lucy

I’m almost as happy as you are that you are back in the village. Did your little house originally have a dirt floor? How was the original layout? Was there a school nearby? My mother’s place of birth (stanitsa)in Krasnodarsky Krai now has 5,000 living there due to a food factory, but was much smaller when she lived there. You are kind of putting me in touch with how my mother may have lived before the terrible holodomir when she was the lone survivor in her family at 11 years of age. Thank you, thank you. I knew no one… Read more »

Marion

Wonderful! I rejoice with you! Sorry, but if I try to sleep in I get a bad headache that hounds me all day. I’m up at 04:30 like clockwork…into the kitchen to put on the coffee, and try to decide what kind of breakfast is for today. ( I got lazy and poured myself a bowl of cheerios and milk) Cats were happy – left over milk.

Have a great day, both of you!

Moi.

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