I have scoured the area and this year Mamma Eagle is missing. Maybe she found a new home? Maybe she did not like me taking her picture? Maybe she is dead? I do not know…
I know her kids are here. We have an abundance of young eagles and they are flourishing. I counted seven eagles in total. But, papa and mamma eagle are not here. In one way it is better to the whole valley, in more ways it is sad and seems like we have lost an intricate soul of the valley…
Mamma Eagle was a beast and it would be sad if she had died…. I mean she was some huge eagle and I posted many articles about her, usually mixed in with many coffee thought articles…
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Woke at 3:30 a.m. and it was +7 degrees outside. Yes I know it is summer, but this is Russia, the land of the winter and it will get up to +30 in a week or so, but, cool weather is the normality of life here. It is a good thing to me…
Boza and I walked after I put his first drops in his eyes. I break the medication up into several sessions, but this causes me to end up spending half my time just doing drops for Boza. That is okay and it helps him to deal with the strong drops better. He is sleeping peacefully and is happy right now. He wandered around and found a kitty this morning; that is what it is about and if he has good times, then I have good times…
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I am worried about something:
I know for a fact while America is spouting, “We are number one!” That China and Russia are advancing due to integrated knowledge systems, far above what we in America realize in war tech. I am watching Iran, North Korea and several other countries advance light years in the last 10 years or so. While the west has been playing god, war monger and number one asshole. The east has been silently and methodically garnering defensive and now offensive systems that are amazing. I do not think this is so wonderful but I do think it is necessary. It is a reaction/backlash to the wild west approach that the Western Empire has forced upon the world. It is a reaction to the, “America is the world policeman!”
Russia has taken the cruise missile technology to a whole new level and all this while we Americans have been spending ungodly trillions of dollars warring and wasting lives all over the world…
You never can, “Rest upon your laurels!”
I have talked many times about allowing the west enough rope to hang itself. So much of what has been happening in the last 10 years is strategy by the east. I talk about this stuff…
“While the west looks at silence, non-aggressiveness and retreating as weakness. These factors are actually strategies to weaken a foe and allow small defeats to later build into winning the war!”
China, Russia, Iran and a hundred more countries play the west for the dollar and technology. This is undermining in a small drip sort of way. The same way caverns are made underground, during millions of years of a single action of drip, drip, drip and a million more drips. The base is worn away and from that it is easy to bring the roof down…
Russia and China have advanced and we have helped them do it…
I am sad because, we had the world in our hands, we had the choice to make and that forked road allowed that choice to be made. We took the fork of least resistance and forced the rest of the world to develop with their souls behind it. It is all about the soul, culture and intellects. We danced and partied, while who we tried and did rule, has been working to cut our throat. For we never accepted anyone as equals and even our so called friends are looked down upon as lessor than we are. I have studied and all Empires do such mistakes. The British Empire, The Roman Empire and on and on…
Whether America understands this or not. Russia and China have been getting ready for war. Not fighting and wasting their money doing it. The US has been waging war after war, illegal or not and without a care who they bomb. No care for permissions and no care for collateral damage. We have slaughtered the sheep and gone fat and lazy, as the sheep gather the tools to change the world. We have created hate world around. We, as all empires, have become lackadaisical ridiculous…
Sometimes I think we are in the Toga Party stage of the Roman Empire…
We really need to learn from history…
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We stand now where two roads diverge. But unlike the roads in Robert Frost’s familiar poem, they are not equally fair. The road we have long been traveling is deceptively easy, a smooth superhighway on which we progress with great speed, but at its end lies disaster. The other fork of the road-the one “less traveled by”-offers our last, our only chance to reach a destination that assures the preservation of the earth. – Rachel Carson
The last few days have been rough for Boza. He struggled for a night and then we had a rough half a day. His left eye went out of control. Not sure why yet, but it became very resistant to drops and the glaucoma went rampant. Even the right eye tried to become a pain in his head. But with a constant vigil and a double dosage for a few hours, things became normalized. I finally last night got to sleep for five hours straight and feel a ton better today. Poor Boza…
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Sammy the Volga is ready to be primed. They have the body work done and are basically finished putting her back together. It has new front doors from another Volga and the rear doors are being skinned with new metal. The other donation Volga is a sedan, thus the rear doors do not fit our station wagon. But that is okay! Maybe we will see it painted Friday and next week we can leave for Moscow and get Boza taken care of?
It is looking like the left eye needs to be replaced with a fake eye. It has gone south big time…
Hmm… Seems that way to me. 100 shot in a weekend or so, just in Chicago…. War zone comes to mind…
Oh, move on, nothing to see here and all is good in the land of sunshine and rainbows…
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I like the way America points fingers at North Korea, Russia, China and many other countries and never look inward at themselves and say, “We might have a problem among the workings of our own backyard?”
Someone clean that mirror we look in everyday…
Seems I was far from alone in my meanderings about the 4th of July!
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Our Tiny Russian Village yard is full of birdbrains. We have four nests around the yard and now we have little monkey birds learning to fly all over the place. You have to be careful as you work in the yard, for the little guys and gals are all friendly and flying like scud missiles with out any control at all. I have been close shaved a half dozen times as they zigzag across the yard. It is really cool to watch the little ones learn to fly…
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I cannot keep up eating all the strawberries that we have. If I ate them all, my blood sugar would go so far off the scale, I would be bedridden. But they are sure good. Gotta weed the patch and eat some more today. What a terrible issue to have to deal with… 😉
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Hmm…
Russia is becoming a agriculture powerhouse. I am simply amazed at the progress that has been made to implement a self-contained agriculture system. It has far exceeded what Russians could dream of and has now flowed outwards, as Russia starts to sell agriculture products to the world. I remember when things got slightly tight and people had a few months of grumbles about missing products and missing specialty items of food and such. Everything has become replaced and exceeded in quality…
One thing I have noticed is that countries that did not follow the USA lead of sanctions, have become huge exporters to Russia and that my friend is what it is all about. The world is a big place and makes a bunch of products all over it. The world is not a handful of western countries…
That brings up an interesting thing I see constantly from the past and present and foreseeable future. The west loves to make themselves feel superior by down talking much of the world…
All you hear and see is finger pointing and slight remarks about third world countries, developing nations and backwards societies. Fingers always seem to point at Russia and China as the main targets, but lots of little countries are included in that finger pointing…
Well, I hate to tell you this, but Russia is growing and they have 100 fold increased their manufacturing capacity, not to even mention the 100 fold increase in agriculture…
Kinda fun to watch it all happen and an interesting thing! So many European countries have bought into Russia, just so they can bypass sanctions. I am stunned at who is building factories, warehouses and such. But I have talked about this many times right here on this website…
Crank up those sanctions Western Empire! You are sealing your demise…. In more ways than one…. Sanctions are an act of war and thus it is why they are used. To try to create war. Empires thrive on war, war and more war. Well at least when they are dying…
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As important as natural resources are? Why the hell do countries sell them to everyone else and not utilize them for their own people. Yes Russia included…. Just like the US fracking bull#$%^. What is the deal with trying to send very limited resources out of America and deplete the supply there? Russia the same thing to you!
Oh I know why! That damn dollar and or what ever is used to buy and sell oil, gas and whatsoever. Therefore, lets change the game and keep the resources that are in short supply, yet necessary to keep your country in good shape, many years down the road. Seems stupid to send the abundance of gas across the ocean, pipelines to Europe, apples to whoever, when they could be allowing the people back home to have literally free fuel, food, whatever to heat and cook with. Makes sense, unless you only care about money…
In America in which I lived in, only people in big cities had to lock their doors of homes, flats, apartments and or their cars. A bicycle could sit for days out front of the house and no one dreamed of stealing it. I remember an America in which “Baseball, hot dogs, apple pie and Chevrolet, they go together in the good ole’ USA…” – the “American Dream” was kicking happily. I remember one adult could support his or her family and more if needed. One worker per family seemed to suffice. I remember an America in which people were gay and happy, rather than homosexual and spying on you all the time and fearing why you walked up to their door. I remember an America in which I could as a child disappear safely for the whole day. My bike saw many many miles during the summer. Life was to be embraced in my America and never sit in front of a boob tube with games, movies or TV shows. TV was for special occasions, such as sports 😉 and or later night for the grownups…
I lived in an America that still trusted its government, but we knew a government was a snake in the grass. That government was growing, but time and time again we set them back in their quest. I watched the true beginnings of change when, life became equal and politically correct. I remember when tossing a lawsuit for the neighbor kid climbing your tree and breaking a limb was non existent. I remember when calling the cops was something you did not do, for cops only mediated the issue 90% of the time (Now it seems the cops shoot you 90% of the time for calling them.) I remember farmers having rights that city people never would, such as kids driving trucks and the right a way anywhere they went with their equipment. It was hell to pay for interfering with a farmer and his work. The farmer was the backbone of America and we knew it…
But we allowed change to happen; all in the name of safety, terrorists, laziness and being greedy. Morals became second to most anything…. In my world a fag was a cigarette, the rainbow was a beautiful gift from God, a handshake meant the deal was signed, money was borrowed and paid back, English was spoken and those who came to America learned English to succeed, the neighbor fell upon hard times and we helped, the barns were built by all in town and farms nearby, a doctor visited your home, payment was in eggs, bacon and cows, we bartered, we stood our ground and we new right from wrong. Then…
We became soft and allowed, seat belts to be imposed, speed limits to be lowered, fear to creep into our lives, the sanctity of man and woman as a couple fell the wayside. Children to be imprisoned with in their homes due to the boogeyman! we stopped taking matters in our own hands. We stood by idly while we accepted cops, politicians and others to be our trial and jury of our very lives and existence. We sat down, instead of standing on our two feet and simply watched everything erode around us. America is a country that built the greatest infrastructure seen in the world and we still rather war than repair that wonderful achievement…. We stopped caring about us, we, them and they and became marching to a tune of, “It is their fault! I have been wronged!”
America was a country that had so many issues, but…. we had the correct idea back then. The idea of democracy and that it worked. Maybe it did not work? But democracy was a far cry better than anything else out there. Democracy could have been the answer, but alas, it has become the two headed snake in the grass…
In most peoples eyes in this day and age, I am most likely wrong about my feelings. But the America I celebrated in the past at the Fourth of July would have never accepted what America has become. But through wars, time and propaganda; we have become molded to a new expectation. Simply put: The famed Tea Tax Revolt and or The Boston Tea Party. Was brought on by such lower taxes than we are embraced with now, that they would look at us as the finest idiots in the world. For it is well known, give the government more money, they will waste and war more…
Immigrants use to come to America and they knew they would work and toil to obtain the heady dream of the Free Country. They knew that it was better than where they came from and thus, they also knew they had to hunker down and make it work. You did not come across the oceans to live off the system. You came to make a life and name for yourself. This is not done often anymore. We have become a country of immigrant welfare. Come one come all, vote for us, here is money and remember who allowed you in the country. We want your loyalty, not hard work…
I realized how far down the tubes we have gone when you simply take one thing into perspective…
Give or take a few million people 100,000,000 people who can work, do not work. One hundred million people! Just think how vibrant our country would be if everyone worked, had a home, fed their family and do it with only one person in the family working. Mom and or dad home everyday watching the kids, families a first priority, grandma cooking a Sunday meal for all, grandpa telling stories about the land he brought his family and by the way your mom and dad from many times, family was well known to be a pain in the ass, but we believed that, “Blood is thicker than water!”
We took care of the bad sheep ourselves, calling the cops was stupid and is even more stupid nowadays…
Why are the welfare recipients not working for that welfare? Good question and no one likes the answer given by either side. But it is what we have become and defines us as a society and a country. Welfare is not democracy…. Many welfare people have an active life, I saw many bowling, playing baseball, football, dancing, drinking and being merry; when they were suspiciously crippled. Oh my back hurts and I can’t work. It works and works time and time again. The people who really do have a decapitating issue really need help, but we failed to weed the garden too many times…. In fact the garden is overrun with thistles and we seem to think thistles are a good thing now…
The world I grew up in did not believe telling on each other was appropriate. A tattle tale, even when correct, was shunned and feared. That person was a marked person and you knew they would tell on you if you looked cross eyed at them. Finger pointing was not very common and protecting friends and family was first above the law and government. We all knew and all had moonshine distilling family and friends, but we would never have told on them. It just did not happen…
The greatest threat to life was gangsters and mafia. 90% of that was made up…
Democracy is a tough love situation. We never get what we want in a democracy. We must endure and work with what we are dealt as cards. But it looks like we should have been more forceful and less tolerant. We have tolerated ourselves into a wall and that wall does not give. Never should people come from another country with the idea that they can impose their countries ways upon us. They either come and enjoy what we are, or they do not come. This is a key issue that has destroyed us and our culture that we were building as a fledgling country…
That is important, ask anyone from all over the world. The culture that has taken thousands of years to develop did not happen by giving everyone everything on a silver platter. There must be losers and there must be those that strive to be better. For if we do not have anything to strive for. we are nothing…. If my ability to long jump more than you is degraded, then why long jump? If my ability to be valedictorian is washed with twenty more not as good at grades as me, then why strive to be the best?
I loved being an American in the America I grew up in, but that America no longer exists. In today’s America, many people from the cities to the suburbs and from the country are less unscathed than in the past. With all of our so called governmental help and nanny effects, we are no more than a third world third-world country in safety. We are worse off than even the worst past times. Maybe we have more things, but we have much less spiritual well being and filming someone dying by cellphone is a higher priority than saving that life at all costs to yourself.No longer is the rare person who is self-centered, it has become rare to not be self-centered…
Being safe is a synonym for taking our rights away and that just makes things worse for the good people and much better for the bad people…. we have actually created the conditions in our country that we should not be armed and guns should not be available. This is from an avid gun owner in the past, me! Society is no longer mature enough to handle guns and it is scary to see who has them…. I was raised on the usage of weapons and was taught the rights and wrongs of a weapon…. This was taught in school, at home and by society in general…. a gun was for feeding the family and protection as a last resort…
In today’s America, many children are on food stamps (around 20,000,000 or so,) almost everyone does not have enough money, even with two working in the family and 50% to 75% of Americans are living from paycheck to paycheck (according to what source you believe. But regardless 50% is devastating to being in a country like America) In today’s Land of the Free, if you leave your shovel sitting outside? it is gone the next day, we have deadbolt locks, yes locks and more locks on our doors and security systems in many houses. This was unheard of in the America I grew up in. In today’s America, the Hatfield’s and the McCoy’s who we have stories about, are friendly in comparison to the division that has come forefront…
In today’s America; banks, politicians, rich and carpetbaggers have stolen our savings, the interest on our savings, our pensions and our whatnot. But we have more material items than ever before. A society based on material possession, Hollywood, games and money? Is a society that is failing…
In today’s America, our kids are carrying over one trillion in college loan debt. Americans, are carrying another one trillion plus in auto loan debt. The America I grew up in was the world’s greatest creditor nation. A nation that loaned to others in the world. A nation that paid its bills on what it had available, not what it borrowed. Today America is literally number one as the greatest debtor nation in the free world. The debt is so far above our comprehension, that even the fake debt clock pales in comparison to reality.
Yesterday’s American Dream has been replaced by today’s American politically correct and we have stilled the progress of a great nation. A nation that the world looked up to…
My world I remember was far from perfect, but it was a far cry better than the world we have idly set on our asses and allowed to grow like a mold on the wall. that mold once set in, virtually never goes away. Ignore mold one year and have three times what you tried to erase, bleach did the job temporarily, but mold seems to always come back. Unless we rip out that wall and replace it. Once the spores are embedded, it only takes one spore to start anew…
As a child I loved the Forth of July…
It was the most magical holiday in the world to me. BBQ, fireworks, parades, parties, family and friends all gathered and it all meant something. The 4th ranked right up there with Christmas and Thanksgiving. It was a holiday that meant something…
So I do not party anymore on the 4th. That started many years ago. The 4th meant something at one time…
It meant! Good or bad, we were a country and a great country at that. We had abilities to shape the world into a better place. We had dreams, safety and pleasantness abound. Life was a bowl of cherries and we could deal with the pits as we came to them. But then…
We lost our roots and lost our dreams of a better country than the world had seen….
Liberty consists in the freedom to do everything which injures no one else; hence the exercise of the natural rights of each man has no limits except those which assure to the other members of the society the enjoyment of the same rights.
We need to get back to our roots! We failed somewhere down the line and we need to backtrack and restart from there…
You do not have to like how I see it! You do not have to care if I am sane or not! It is how I see it and we are a long ways down wrong fork of the road. When we came to that fork in the road, we had a choice then to make and take. We took the road that screamed money, money and more money…. And all that comes (good or bad) with money, we reap…
Failure was immanent, but it was fun spending like no tomorrow! Right?
Oh and I only touched on a part of all that has changed. America is no longer that country that fought for her freedom…
Maybe you like that? I do not……..
To end such a long tale…
I have found myself living in the world that America was once. It is fitting to me and my soul. Eleven years ago I stepped onto the world of Russia and found what I had lost. I found a world that still reverberated with morals and care for the past. It, Russia, is not a perfect world and it is not a feigning world of pleasure and silks of life. The world that I have found is as alien to how most of you who read this post have become to accept as normal. It is a world that still holds keys to the heart and allows you to be free to slit your own throat, through and by your actions…
It is a world that is growing smaller, yet still, the people and land are arable and hold on to what they had and could lose. It is a world that reminds me of what I watched fade from my finger tips and it is a world that puts God high, if yet neigh, on top of all. For even in their desire to be godless, the belief in God is what they fight against as they turmoil. Their souls still walk among the devils that beat them down in the past, a past that could never be forgotten for many many generations…
The stories that are still told and the walk of life as it progresses holds onto what was and what is. They resist the call of the western world and its immoral actions, such to the point of being downcast in the eyes of many. They are an intellectually proud people that will take tremendous pressure put upon them, yet when it is needed and necessary, they will stand and do what is correct…
I see a change in the youth and I see a future in many generations that dwell upon the present of the western world, but without a doubt, I will have passed on to something else, beyond this earth…
Yes I celebrate July 4th, but it is a celebration for my new found freedom. A freedom I watched fade and slip from my fingers and now I watch it happening again, in another country, yet it is exorbitantly slow in progress in front of my eyes now. I am old, but yet not ancient and can maybe help those around me understand what is happening before their eyes…
Until that time as when Russia catches up to the western world in a lack of morals and intellect degraded…. I will enjoy the peace, tranquility, freedom, safety, moral base, lack of detriment and abundance of liberty that still runs abound in the veins of the Russians and their country…
I am blessed and I am thankful. For it seems that time marches on and all things must change, for good or bad…
She knows who she is and Svetochka, Boza and I thank you very much…
The image is of the planted white lilacs that were sent to us by the mail services. They survived the delivery and they survived the new transplanting. New growth abound, after a slight setback of the starting growth. They sort of got shocked being taken from the pot to the outside, but they are happy and growing new roots and leaves…
The spot is a well protected area near other purple lilacs. When the become more mature in a few years. I will be able to spread them to the permanent home. We decided to allow them to grow bigger first and move them when the timing is better for such things. We have a plan to create a wall of white lilacs on the southwestern side of the home, but since it is not as protected as necessary, this is what we got for now…
They will make it and are happy lilacs… 😉
Thank you very much. It is such gifts that make life wonderful…
Oops… Rain rain go away. Going to rain again today…
Svetochka had to wade the creek almost to her knees…
She did what any tough girl would do. She pulled off her jeans, shoes and socks and walked across the bridge…
Tough girl and she just called me from Moscow and is safe at the train station sipping a cup of coffee… 😉
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Boza and I got up at 4 a.m. and after doing a first drop of eye medicine for him, we took a half hour walk. The sun was peeking over the mountain and Ralph the Raven was having a bad morning with a pesky young eagle. The eagle was wanting to sit next to Ralph on the telephone poles he sat on. Hmm…. Ralph better watch them Russian girls…..
Ralph kept moving and thus, so did the eagle. Hop from pole to pole… LOL… Run Ralph, Run!
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It is a better world when our girl Svetochka is here with us…
Interesting chart…. And you know that this is a good thing. Yet it is splayed out there as a bad thing…. Some bad trends have developed over many years and countries like Britain and cronies need a wake up call. America has big change coming, if it will even stay viable in the world. That scares some puppet masters. I see the chart as a testament to puppet masters and MSM going nuts in western countries and or western controlled countries and a correlation with lies and fear…
Looks like a bunch of American satellites are running scared…
And bought groceries and made a trip to visit Sammy the Volga. It is going slow, but well done is the word. They are cutting out any and all rust spots and replacing them with new metal. The amazing thing is that the new rocker panels are in and when they put them in, they installed a new frame section that reinforced the uni-body system frame and really made it strong. They put 5 mm thick steel square tubing the length of the body and have installed new sections of floor pans and the rockers to that tubing. It is very impressive to say the least…
They decided to not use any body putty and simply replace all rusted sections with new steel. Sammy is going to be better than new when done…
Boza and I will stay at least one more week. Svetochka leaves today and goes back to Moscow. She has a extremely important job with her servers and cannot stay away very long. Even if she wants too…
No images…. sorry…
We are trying to balance everything and make time work with us, instead of against us. That is a hard thing to do. Time seems to win in all cases. Kinda relentless in its forward process!
Therefore, we may be looking at one more week and or two weeks max. That is okay, Boza is being taken care of and as you know, Boza and I love the Tiny Russian Village…
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People from the city came last night
And filled up the Tiny Russian Village. Thus, there was parties all over the village and we were blessed when the thunderstorms started. It drove the city people indoors and the noise with them. I get grouchy at city people. They waste water, make lots of noise, get drunk and drive constantly up and down the mountain. They are here only for one reason and that is to party, party and party! Is that three reasons or just one? 😉
The crowd last night is not a crowd that Vova cares for and he was silent last night and stayed hidden. He was smart…
When the city people come, I always remember the song by Shania Twain….
Whose bed have your boots been under?
Whose bed have your boots been under?
And whose heart did you steal I wonder?
This time did it feel like thunder, baby?
Whose bed have your boots been under?
The sneaking around from home to home starts when the sun goes down. Interesting to watch and then you have some gals who like a more the merrier situation. We have one of those right now in the Tiny Russian Village. Three guys and each carrying a bottle of vodka went to visit her last night. This morning at 4 a.m. they still where having a great time? (I actually question if they really do!) That is why Boza and I put up a, “No Girls Allowed” sign when Svetochka leaves. No girls and that includes girl doggies…
City people are a pain…
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I like Presidents Trumps tweeting…
It is one of the things that makes him worth watching. While I did vote for him, I really think he is just part of the games in the chaotic America and he is one more puppet. But that said, I really like the scathing Tweets against the morons in D.C. and more. We need someone to tell it like it is and the fact is 90% of his Tweets are correct. Maybe not all correct, but they hit the truth and that is worth it to me. When Trump Tweets that MSM sucks, well guess what? It does suck and that is a fact. MSM needs to start becoming journalists again and stop the, “He said, she said, that they said, that someone who was eating an ice cream cone said that they (over there under the apple tree,) are Russian sympathizers…”
Sounds way too much like the communist witch hunt of yore…
Yes we are chaotic and in this day and age, we look really stupid to the world. Kinda like that weird Uncle that you suspect rapes the little kids in the family, but we all look away, because he somehow became so damn rich and or dangerous to confront…. It is true, happens a bunch. In some form or another…. Should not, but it does and it continues everyday…
Now if Trump could just become a real president and break the past puppet chain that all have been since before we were born. We would have to tar and feather a whole bunch of people before you could get any true change. Not sure why? But if we are going to have chaos? Why not chaos in the right direction? We need a big daddy to stomp the ass in the ground of all the tiny wannabe Hitler’s and Napoleon’s scattered all over America…
Strange country and if you ever visit other countries, you would see a difference in the way things are in real life all over the world. We (America) actually rank down with the African disaster countries, where people are living in fear all the time. Nothing says America anymore than;
Caught this image a few days ago. Thought since I am a grouch today and want to ignore chaos in the world, I would allow my mind to wing it across the skies…
To be free like a eagle…
“If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes.” – Charles Lindbergh
The reason the world is in the shape it is and why we allow countries to run over others and degrade others on this planet?
Very simple…
We allow it, we expect it, we endorse it and simply put….
The humans dancing and beating drums for war, will almost inevitably know the means that they will try escape such terrors, deaths and demons that accompany war. You will fight that war for their whims. War is just a game to be played as they watch a board and move figurines around. War is consistent with almost all video games and movies. We are a war society. A society raised upon the glory of war, but yet not as in the past. The glory of country, flag and our president is but a meandering wasted thought behind the wars…. War is about the dollar and nothing but the dollar. War is about our worship for money and nothing else…. War is the degradation of our society, culture and our souls. War is the epitome of all that is wrong with our world and it is used to cover up the truth of what goes on behind closed doors. All the while as we toil and trade our trinkets for material items…. The dollar is your god and you do not even see it…. You support and worship this god, as I do and have done in the past!
War is allowed, hardly questioned, hardly thought about and definitely okay if not within your country’s borders…
We allow War! Because the “dollar god” drives the “war god” and all through history; The god of war, Ares is alive and well…
Baby Hoopoe’s, look closely at the power line at building…
Svetochka came back this weekend to see if her guys were in trouble and or up to no good! We definitely are up to no good, but do not tell Svetochka that! 😉
Boza and I got up at 4:30 a.m. and did his eye drops and then walked to allow Boza to do doggy business. I started a pot of coffee and when I got back from walking, I sat down at the computer, with a cup of coffee and am writing this post. Boza ate a bowl of food, Svetochka is snoozing away and all is perfect in the Tiny Russian Village. It is nice to have Svetochka here with us…
Saturday we will go into the Big Village and look at the car. We should have an idea about the time frame to get it done at that point. It looks like next week sometime it will be ready to take home and that means next weekend we will leave TRV to go back to Moscow…
Sveta will get pictures of what they have done on the car…
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Vova and I went to town last night and picked Sveta up at the train station. That way we could pick up food and stuff for the weekend. Vova was in a good mood and was looking forward to three shots of vodka and going to bed. He says he will sleep like a baby tonight! 😉
We filled his fuel tank and I got him a bottle of his favorite vodka to sip on in his leisure. This helps him a bunch financially (pensioner) and he talked and talked and talked…. He has a wild idea to stay with a gal he met for the winter…. Hmm…. Not sure who would put up with him that long. But we must dream? Right?
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Therefore, I have started some chicken cooking, taken care of Boza, letting Svetochka sleep till noon and will be thankful that my sweety got here safe & sound…. I also have found the urge to write again, I had a dry spell on my short stories and novels, but now new ideas and imaginations have crept back and are flowering like a dandelion, ready to be blown into the wind…
I have scoured the area and this year Mamma Eagle is missing. Maybe she found a new home? Maybe she did not like me taking her picture? Maybe she is dead? I do not know…
