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

Sweet Pea coming home from Moscow…

I am waiting for the train and here it comes…

and then after a few minutes waiting…

One of these gals on the stairs is my sweet pea?

One of these gals is not like the others…

I know. Do you?

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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