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

Vova and I are building again…

Vova came down and we had lunch. I had bought some pies from the pie shop and Vova and I shared them. He was happy and he even just drank water today. Then he was looking at our table and benches as he always does, then he grunted and grumbled and said he would be right back. I finished the laundry I was working on, while he went up to his home and after a few choice words, a chainsaw running and a few more choice words he appeared with his homemade wheelbarrow and we went to work…

Boza of course supervised and he does a fine job at that. So in the end, we had something that resembled a picnic table and two benches The table is twice the size of the other one and Vova was acting like he was playing cards to see if it was the right height and size. He seemed satisfied, if I was in America, we would play either Pitch or Poker where I am from, but here in Russia, I do not know what they play…

Have a nice day…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

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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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How do You pronounce Vova’s name? Long vowels, short vowels? Thanks.
Hey wait a minute…is that a Birch tree in the yard? Don’t Russians have a special reverence for their Birch trees?