Windows to Russia

They dug up the monastery grounds and removed much of the tunnel system. It was a hazard and needed done, for the young were finding the entrances. That includes me… 🙂 I knew about them years ago, but now after they found the main chamber, they dug it up, removed the items inside, hauled offContinue reading Just a image day or maybe more?

Now I understand the connections that Vova has. I knew he had friends everywhere, but how high I did not know. I have a friend now up high and it is someone I met a few years ago. I guess you need to read this article first; (http://windowstorussia.com/travel-in-russia-are-you-a-spy-and-other-thoughts-part-1.html) Errrr, well actually you need to readContinue reading Oh my, what a small region it is…

Looks like my experiment yesterday failed. I tried to post a video by a normal method and at first it worked, then quit. Now I can not get it to work, so, I will start over again and revamp what I am doing. It seems that I will have to install a better system toContinue reading Restart, fish heads and Coffee Thoughts…

Today lets learn to say goodbye in Russia… Just click the video and you will find a pleasant young lady telling you how to tell everyone goodbye in Russian. It is not hard and is a very usable word if you ever come to Russia and in fact, I am going to be posting theseContinue reading Say goodbye in Russian…

In an old shed, at an empty village home, we have a home-made plow. Made by hand, pulled by a donkey or horse and to plow the earth to grow food. The shack being lived in by vagrants in the recent past and ransacked for anything of value to people who drink and do drugs,Continue reading The Old Plow…

No. I’m Not Going to the Reeducation Camp by John Stanton “…if you sit around and wait for the one who is in power to make up his mind that he should end it, you’ll be waiting a long time. And in my opinion the young generation of whites, blacks, browns, and whatever else thereContinue reading White and Guilty of the Crime of History?

I call it writers paradise… Nothing is better than and old desk, in a small cabin and in the middle of nowhere. It is just amazing that I have solid internet here, with fast speeds. Otherwise I could still write, but have to travel to town to upload. That would be okay also… The deskContinue reading Here is where I write…

Long underwear, heavy socks, long sleeve shirts, coats and hats are necessary now. Last night hit 9 degrees Celsius and in another day, it will be 12 degrees during the day. This is perfect weather and Boza and I love it… * * * * * * * * * * All hunters are outContinue reading Sunday Coffee Thoughts…

8 liters of pickled beets… As in my first article above in the link. I pickled beets and some carrots. According to my grandma’s old recipe, they could be eaten on Sunday and only get better from there on out. Well? They are so good… I am forcing myself to only eat 6 chunks ofContinue reading Pickled Beets and Sunday…

I pickled 8 liters of beets, I still have 12 fresh beets left and they are for Sveta. The pickled beets are for me. I love pickled beets and will munch on these for several months, a little bit at a time. I have a recipe that pickles raw beets, that I got from myContinue reading 8 liters of pickled beets…