An eagle wanted to eat our birdbrains…

Our birdbrains born in our yard are family. They have this yard as their sanctuary and that it will stay…

A young eagle decided to visit our yard and check out the baby birdbrains. We have eleven of them total. These kids should be safe here and with all the fish to eat, an eagle should be busy fishing. Not this eagle…

He most likely wishes that he had stayed fishing…

I heard the baby birdbrains change their tone and mama and papa birds were going nuts. In the corner of our yard where the grass is tall. The babies had all gathered and hidden. They were running from an eagle…. I have to tell you that eagles are huge. It was like a lion stalking a mouse, or in this case a bunch of mice…

I grabbed the first thing at hand and it has a handful of sand. Sand is everywhere here. The sand was wet and made a ball in my hand. Next…

I exploded a ball of wet sand on the back of the eagle. He or she had no idea that I was there and I caught it trying to grab one of our babies. The eagle went face forward and its wings spread and then I ran at it, tearing through the apple trees like a made bear after food. The eagle just about had a heart attack…

Its head had turned all the way around looking straight back. I wish I had a picture of that. There was none of the usual devil eyes as these eagles seem to have normally, it was eyes of saucers and shock…

I got within a ten feet and it finally took off. I had a broken apple limb from a recent storm, that I had grabbed as I ducked under a apple tree. I was going to smack myself an eagle on the head. I screamed all the way to protect my babies and their parents and this eagle left with a funny scream of terror and sand went everywhere, from its backside…

Ever seen an eagle shoot straight up in the air, like a helicopter?

I watched it fly like a raven being chased by the devil and looked down in the grass. Birdbrains all over the place. They just huddled in the grass together and peeped. Mama and papa birds sat on the fence watching the eagle and I turned and walked away to the house….

I remember yelling at the eagle that I would mount him in the wall of the home…. and make stew out of him to boot…

I kept looking back to see if the eagle was back and mumbled obscenities, but I think that it will find a better spot to terrorize little ones. I think it the eagle, was terrorized sufficiently to keep it away…

Do Not Mess With My Baby Birdbrains…

WtR



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Rain all day in Tiny Russian Village…

The weather changes and Boza has real issues with his eyes. I have watched closely and noticed that the weather really effects his eye pressure. Maybe because it is so borderline anyway that it affects more?

Really bad night. But Boza is sleeping soundly this morning and for that I am thankful…. Sometimes you have to grab life by the coat tails and hang on. Hoping to be pulled along for another day and that that day will be better than the one you just exited…

Rain has started at 5 a.m. and will be the kind of rain that is steady and good for the plants. That I am thankful for also…

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Therefore, I made a cup of coffee and sit here listening to the rain drops pitter patter upon the leaves of the plants in the yard. A breeze is blowing, the rain is falling and I am alive still…. What more to ask for?

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My blood sugar was bottomed out for most of the night. Nothing I could do would bring it up and I am not hungry enough, to eat enough to change it much. A few pieces of candy, some cottage cheese and I struggled through the night. Along with a Boza who had excessive eye pressure…

Therefore, I am moving slow this morning and will wait a few hours extra to take my sugar pills. I will take my heart pills, but today my diabetes pills have to be watched and I will check my blood sugar a bunch…. I took it three times during the night…

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I am under the understanding that Sammy the Volga is painted, but now it has to be completely put back together. Still will take time and it looks like Svetochka will come on this Monday coming up. Then she will stay the whole week and sometimes during next week we will leave to Moscow…

Like I say, “Life is interesting!”

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Going to go…

The chaos from America is too much to deal with. It is nice to be able to simply look around in my world and see life as reality, not a MSM driven agenda. An agenda driven by greed and hate for all good in the world…

I wish Americans would wake up and get their heads out of their virtual world of hate and propaganda…

Go use an outhouse for a day! That will set priorities correctly and make you understand that life is nothing but a tech dream…. I sat in ours this morning doing bear business and listen to the rain hit the roof, a roof that I put on it and realized how nice it sounded…

Simple pleasures are easy to see and find, but you must open your eyes first to the possibilities around you…

WtR



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Things as always…

The laptop died in the Tiny Russian Village. It was a good workhorse and actually still works, but the monitor has shelled out completely. I could hook up the external monitor, but that is space consuming and I like more area to work in…. And the keyboard is different, but that I will work around…

Therefore, I was lucky I brought the Estonia Yoga Tablet/Laptop and Windows to Russia is back in business…

Strange how life works…

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Rough night. Boza and I both were up at 2 a.m. and walking, then back to bed and up at 4 a.m. as normal. It is 5 a.m. right now…. Like I said, “Things as always…”

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Sammy the Volga should be painted today and or at least started. They have the car back together, they have applied rock proof undercoating and sealant to the underside and it is primed and sanded. It is ready to paint and then ready to reinstall the windows and external lights and such…

We are looking at this upcoming Sunday to leave for Moscow and then we can get Boza and his eyes done. Lets hope and pray that all falls into place correctly. Boza needs to get some help, because the drops are starting to fade with influence on his left eye. It looks like the left eye needs to be removed, but we will see…

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Boza needed to walk again and when he needs to go, I take him. We only walk four or five times a day now, instead of eight plus times. Thus, he wants to go, I take him. He needs it. Mornings are the best time for him and I to walk. The Tiny Russian Village sleeps as we walk…

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I woke last night with a wild dream…

I woke in a sweat and my dream was still running before my eyes. I was being asked by ?, “Why do we keep killing ourselves off?”

I was dreaming about how many times the human race has been allowed to rise in power and then when we should know better, allow ourselves to destroy each other. This is something that I believe in…. I think in 4 billion years, that humans have cycled around and around on this planet. And every time we reach a certain attainment of technology and abilities, we self destruct and start from scratch again…

Too much is unexplained about things that have survived from the past. Many of these things are slid under the radar and not expounded upon. Even something as simple as the Egyptian Pyramids is still beyond our abilities to build exactly like they are built and much less try to do it with tech they had in those days. Life is still full of mysteries and we just scratch the surface of what has happened on this planet. We like to spout and beat our chests, but we are babes in the woods compared to the lifespan of the Earth…

Somewhere in the universe something and or someone has made it to maturity, definitely not us. We are still children and as such we cannot see the forest for the trees. A mature society would not war, not waste resources, not populate themselves to death, would not curse the gods and definitely would not be in chaos…

Being a science major, I can not fathom that we are alone in the universe. I can fathom that we are being watched, but being the only humans, entities and or humanoids is not even possible. The stars are plentiful beyond any imagination and every star has planets to some extent…

We are an arrogant intelligence, that is so immature that we act like children in a playground fighting over the only ball around, fighting over the swings, fighting over who is first and fighting over whose father is toughest…

Someone, something somewhere is laughing at us…. Maybe placing bets on how long we last?

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“Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.” = Albert Einstein…

We have a long ways to go people, we have just scratched the surface of what can be. Can we make it?

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Oh and Boza and I walked again before I finished this article. Now he has finally settled and is at peace. Lots of food, all his medicine is done and he lays on the couch next to me as I write this. His head is on my lap and he is snoring. Life is good, the sun is shining and it will be about + 20 today…

Have a nice day…

WtR

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