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

Russian winters are just plain terrible…

And long to boot… (But I love them anyway…)

It is so nasty outside. The wind is blowing like the crazy wolf in the “Three Little Pigs” and the snow is blowing in tiny tornado swirls this morning. It is a typical Russian winter, it has no mercy and it has no cares to be nice in anyway. It will huff and puff and blow your house down…

But, Boza and I walked and we are comfy inside the Tiny Russian Village home…


Today I split small wood up to help in starting fires. Something that has to be done…


NYC and another terror attack! Seems to be a pattern here, “Pattern by whom?” Not sure yet, but there is an agenda going on and Americans are in the middle of this agenda…

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Time to grow up people and figure out what is going on, who is doing this and what we are going to do to stop the agenda?

Maybe if we hide our heads in the sand, it will all go away…


I know we have become idiots when this has to be done. May all cities follow suit and pad the whole city against injury…

Lampposts are being covered in airbags to stop so-called ‘smartphone zombies’ bumping into them as they walk around staring at their screens in an Austrian city. Salzburg authorities say tourists are increasingly hurting themselves by not looking where they are going while checking their devices.

We can have a old pinball machine life and bounce our way to where we are going…


Ate lunch with Vova yesterday. I went to the Big Village and bought some food and got Vova a few things. He has not been able to make it to the Big Village and get his pension money, so I fronted him a bit and bought him some food. He fixed pasta noodles, fresh farm chicken, fresh farm eggs and we drank hot tea. It was so good…

Vova is a mess, but he is a good friend and friends accept other friends as they come and not as we want them to be…. He is there for me if I need him and vice a versa…


Gotta walk the doggy again…

Have a nice day…

WtR

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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...

Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...

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