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- Sammy the Russian Volga…
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- That Russian Smile…
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- Our village home…
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- Lilacs are in full bloom…
Oh that goats milk is so wonderful. Goats milk has got to be the best milk on earth and it is really good for you! That is one of the many thinking’s that I was having as I consumed my cup of coffee/chicory this morning…
Oh the pictures above: First: That is our car that we travel all those wonderful kilometers of beautiful byways in. It is a true Russian Volga made in 1999 and it has propane/benzine duel fuel setup, which allows us to travel cheaply wherever we go. Second: That is my sweetie and she is giving me one of those huge Russian smiles that is reserved for someone you love. I am a lucky guy! Third: The village house, so beautiful. Forth: The lilacs are in full bloom and the yard smell heavenly day and night. Just had to watch out for the bees, bees, bees, bees and did I say bees? 🙂
I fell down on my job this trip and did not get done what I needed to get done. As I put in the post that I did while in the village, I burned myself and burned myself badly. I poured hot oil on my belly and I mean hot. Serious burns are nothing to laugh at. All the years that I worked in kitchens and no accidents, I end up severely burning myself for the first time. I mean that I did a number on myself and I burned my leg also. If I was not suppose to be tough and a man, I would have cried crocodile tears, because it really hurt…
Most likely I should have gone to the hospital, but I am stubborn and don’t like hospitals that much. So I self medicated and my sweetie helped. Hydrogen peroxide and antibiotic cream is the answer. Ouch…
So I am gonna quit kicking myself and get ready for the next village trip. I have to get a post hole digger and set a bunch of fence posts along the back of the yard. I would say 20 posts will do what is needed and finish fencing the yard. The fence that we put up last year is in great shape and held the goats back from destroying our yard. Yippy… (Goats in a Russian village is a normal issue as are cows…)
But everyone likes to give us goats milk as a peace offering when we come down to the village. 1. They know I love the milk and 2. They try to pay off the damage done by their goats to our fence. So since I love goats milk, I can be bought off pretty easily by that…
As I take a sip of coffee and think about, down in the village where I drank just coffee and goats milk. That brings a smile to my face almost as big as my sweetie can smile, when she smiles at me in the morning… 🙂
Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia!