Updraft and coffee thoughts…

The other day I counted sixteen ravens floating above the bell tower. Our family of huge ravens has discovered a new treat in life. They float on the updraft created when we have a northern wind and play for hours during the day. I have watched them just float in place, like a helicopter and not move hardly at all. They can rise and fall and turn and never flap their wings. It makes me wish that I could do the same…

Several years ago we had only two huge ma and pa raven. But the family is growing and doing well. They actually are a blessing around the village. They clean the village of all the junk that people toss around. I watch them and they are really good about keeping the Tiny Russian Village scrubbed up. They play in the village all day, but live in nests in the huge forest nearby. I have yet to find their nests, but I will this summer…

The tower was covered in pigeons, but the ravens have moved them out and taken over the tower. That is fine with me and Boza and I have reached a neutral territory with these ravens. At first we (Boza and I against Ravens from Hell!) fought and disliked each others presence. Now we tolerate each other. They even land near me as I sit and watch with one eye on food and one eye on us. Boza likes to wait a few minutes and then run as fast as he can to chase them. they seem to have gathered a delight for teasing Boza and it is a win win for both parties…

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Our road is frozen every morning and can be traveled, but after noon comes, it becomes a sandy mud bath and it is steep enough to stop almost everything that tries to come up it. There is one UAZ that has fat aggressive tires and it makes it. Other than that, we have people get to the second hump in the road and slide back down. They are making a mess of our road, but since mainly sand, it all smooths out in the end…

As you see we still have snow…

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I have been cleaning the side yard and the back of the house. I have to get it all cleaned up and all the good wood stacked. Before I can build a chicken coop. It is a mess and yesterday, I burned and stacked half of that mess…

I listened to the geese passing by overhead all day and it was wonderful. I also heard what I call freshwater seagulls. They are coming back by the thousands…

I worked too hard and too long yesterday. I am paying for it today. But I made a huge dent in the mess and maybe tomorrow I will feel up to hitting it again. I can not wait until it is clean. You can not even walk through it, or at least until yesterday. Boza and I can now walk around and through the mess now. I am burning the rotten wood and to the left of the image above, you can see the piles of boards I am building. These boards are going to build a chicken coop and by next year, we will have chickens. The old chicken coop is on the right of the image and is on the house. that I have to change. I have to make a free standing unit not attached to the home…

Soon the yard will be done all the way around the home…

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I want to thank people for donations, the last donations are going to go for getting the garden supplies bought. I also am trying to find some white lilacs. The purple we have are fabulous, but I want to have white on the opposite side of the yard. I have not seen white yet in Russia, but I am sure they are available. The yard I am working on was a jungle of wood vine and cherry trees. The cherries were wild and terrible. I want to have white lilacs in there place…

I also want to try to grow Tea Roses. My favorite type of flower. I am not sure if they will survive the winters here, but I want to try. Vova has looked over the garden area and is getting ready to rototiller it up, as soon as the ground warms up and snow is gone. This year we plan carrots, potatoes, beets, radishes, turnips, pumpkins and who knows what!

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Yup!

Yup!

We talk about flying like an eagle, but after the last few days, I would be glad to fly like a raven. They are having so much fun and I wonder why we as humans have forsaken such fun in life. We have many things that we can fly like a raven or eagle at and we seem to keep ourselves grounded and unhappy…

I am going to fly like a raven today and float in the air…

Have a nice day…

WtR

About the Author

Russian_Village

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 a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.