Bell Ringing Coffee Thoughts…

I was up early and still behind today, but I did build my bench out in the field yesterday. The bell is ringing right now and Boza is scared of that bell, so I decided to let him hide, while I write a post. The bell is one of the moist beautiful sounds in the world and it makes my heart feel good when I hear it ring, but Boza has different thoughts about that… 🙂

A makeshift bench...

A makeshift bench…

I used parts of the old telephone posts that they cut down, when they put in the concrete ones you see in the images. I am going to paint it, cut the grass around it and first thing is to install a teeter totter near by. After that, I will think about what is next…

It is solid and comfy...

It is solid and comfy…

This next image is one of our little monster birds and he followed us all the way down the hill, when we built the bench. I had two bosses; the little bird told Boza what to do and Boza passed it on to me, to do it. Needless to say, I am on the low end of the totem pole…

Boza and monster bird...

Boza and monster bird…

Well the bell is done ringing, Boza has come out from under the bed, two little birds are singing in the window and I guess it is time to go sit on the bench; for I ate too much and am feeling lethargic and bloated…

Grab the camera, grab the walking stick, grab the hat and time to take some birds and Boza for a walk…

Post by Kyle Keeton
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Russian_Village

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 a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.