Windows to Russia

Had to take a pain killer last night. Worked too much, Dug too much, walked too much, planted too much, hugged Svetochka too much and had to drag Vova’s Niva across a field to jump start it. Just too much in one day, but happiness is abound and I feel like singing like a larkContinue reading Worn out and happy as a lark…

I think that the image of a walking burger is so appropriate for Moscow and what I think about Moscow. If I saw that burger walking around the Tiny Russian Village, there would be a war. I would stomp that burger and run it out of town. Somehow it just seems normal in Moscow, butContinue reading Left Moscow and gone to heaven…

What else can be said? The village, a bike and the sabaka! Svetochka takes wonderful images. This is her idea of a perfect world… WtR