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 a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.

Going in the wilds: I feel sorry for women…

Going to the bathroom is a sensitive subject to some people, but….when you have to go in the wilds. It can be a whole bunch more sensitive. Like mosquitoes and your private parts. Ouch… I feel sorry for women, they do not have the advantage that men have to just urinate. Kinda a scary thought, […]

Remember George?

George is a Shrike and they eat mice, frogs and even small snakes. You want Shrikes to have a home at your home and I am hoping that a now fully grown and handsome Shrike, will have more Shrikes. A Miss George, as I call her to be positive about the future, is thinking of […]

Coffee, Dreams and my Dad…

Two cups of coffee this morning… The cobwebs of sleep refused to dissipate with out reluctance and coffee has finally done the job. 3:30 a.m. I sat up on the side of the bed and realized that sleep was aloof, but confusion reigns. Just like the rain outside, confusion kept dribbling through my mind. Not […]

Monday; Tiny Russian Village…

I guess I am getting old sometimes. I wake on a Monday and find myself humming the “MAMAS AND THE PAPAS” song, Monday Monday… 1966 is the first time I heard this song and it rocketed the Mamas and the Papas to the top. Every Monday you could hear everyone going to work and school […]

Rainy Day in Tiny Russian Village…

Took a walk and got soaked! That is a tiny Russian village for you. You take what you get and just wait it out. I woke to the pitter-patter of rain. It sounded nice and pleasant. Rain is necessary and in my case, rain is vital for the garden. Except the rain is making it […]

Yesterday not good…

I did not post yesterday and that is rare. I actually only had one thing to really do yesterday and that was to get to the Big Village and get Boza’s food that had been ordered. I was feeling so bad that even that small task seemed overwhelming, but I made it to the Big […]