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

Boza’s and My World…

It is a beautiful world that Boza and I live in. No traffic, no smog, no people, no hate and no trash everywhere. It is a world of solitude and to many, that would be a death sentence. It is not a life for all, but it should be a life we all need. It is a world that we can think in, a world that allows breaths of fresh air and a world that I am able to thrive in…

But I am looking for spring and it seems to have gotten lost!

Do you see spring in the pictures above?

Boza and I either…

WtR

About the author

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...

Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...

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