Summer was lost in Moscow

I kept waiting and I kept waiting. I looked under rocks and I looked behind trees, but summer never showed itself in Moscow, Russia. Oh the trees have grown like crazy and the flowers have bloomed so beautiful, but summer forgot to wake up this year and now old man winter is stirring…

The trees are dropping leaves in the autumn breeze, yes I said autumn and the pathways are littered with yellow, brown and red colored twirling leaves, as they fall in a delightful shower of a feeling of Halloween. But Halloween is still a long ways off…

Where Is
Summer?

The warm coats are being brought out from the storage and the long underwear is already back on the legs and arms. Why Sveta walked the dog the other day and she had on her winter coat. I shook my head, not at Sveta for wearing the coat, but at Russia for making her wear that coat. The last I looked at the calendar, it is just August, 29th today and that means school is starting soon, but the cold weather is suppose to be a long ways off…

Not here in Russia! I tried to tell you many times on this website: Winter is at least 7 months of the year. and that winter is getting ready to start, whether we want it to or not…

Sveta looked at me the other day and she looked at the sky as we walked and she watched the leaves fall in swirls in the breeze and she tightened the coat around her some more, then she said, “Lets move to Uruguay!”

I thought about what she said today as I drank a cup of wonderful coffee. Hot steamy coffee, that takes the edge off the chill in the 7 degree Celsius temperature from last night. Then I look at Uruguay and studied it: Looks like Sveta and I need to make a trip to Uruguay and check it out. Looks like a wonderful country and it definitely looks to be more temperate than Moscow, Russia. The thing about Uruguay is that it still is cool, but it has very distinct seasons and that seems to be very important to the mental moral of many people…

I love winter, but if my sweetie is getting upset at the super long winters and no other seasons. Then who am I to argue. For she is my sweetie and her happiness is the number one rule. Besides she has seen a whole bunch more of these endless winters in Russia than I will ever see and maybe she is tired of no definitive boundaries of the seasons…

Have a great day…

Posted by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

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