The birds woke me up at 5 a.m. and they were singing to beat the band. A grouchy woodpecker was screaming at them to shut up and Boza and I went outside and hunted him down. We politely told him to shut up, for we like our songbirds and Mr. Woodpecker was not welcome. He screeched at us and flew away to go pick on someone else… 🙂
The weather is perfect this morning, 12 degrees centigrade and dry. I took the camera on the walk, but really I just walked and gawked. I did find three trees of almost ripe purple plums, but apples just did not happen this year and purple plums almost didn’t happen. I did find a bunch of yellow plums and no one but me seems to care about them. So I ate breakfast as I walked today. I will do the same for the next few days, as the yellow plums are perfect and everywhere…
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I took Boza to my favorite spot to sit and watch the birds on the lake. I got up and left for I noticed an issue with the lake pump. It was whining and roaring. I took a picture of it and when I expanded it on the camera screen, I realized that the intake on the river side was almost blocked. and the pump would burn up soon, thus I took off to wake the guys at the fish house to fix it. I got all the way to the main road about two hundred meters and realized that Boza was not with me. I could see him still sitting and watching the birds. I walked back as silently as I could and snapped a picture of him, deep in thought and totally oblivious to the fact I had left…
I do know that when he would realize I was gone, he would panic and when he does that, he makes a like pig like sound, a small faint squeal. But today, he was totally absorbed in life on the lake. There was his favorite ducks and the fish were jumping all over. Boza never knew I had even left…
I had to call his name three times, before he realized someone was around. Boza loves nature and I have seen him do this for 15 to 20 minutes at a time and never move. All you see is his head moving to follow birds as they fly around. Boza loves birds and wants to fly…
That is my log seat and that is Boza’s spot as we watch the beautiful lake and wildlife…
Then Boza went with me and we woke the fish guys up. насос (nasos) is pump in Russian (I learned this word a few weeks ago, as I needed a fuel pump for the car!) and I repeated it and pointed down the road, they gathered the issue and one took off running in his skivvies. For these pumps are very expensive…
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It will be hot again today (I know 27 degrees Celsius is not hot to many of you, but when life is mostly mid teens temperature, it is hot,) therefore, I have work to do this morning and need to get going. Boza has straw bossing to do and I have to do what he says… 😉
Have a nice day and by the way, the hate comments have stopped, death threats, commie hate and many other nasty things has stopped. Burnzone, the new comment system, has really nipped the trash in the bud. I just make sure that bad words have been added to the list of moderation and anyone who is nice should be able to see their comment immediately. We lost the last few months comments and that seems to be the way it is…
Again have a nice day, for Boza and I will…
Posted by Kyle Keeton
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