Windows to Russia

I am going back to bed. I walked Boza at 6 a.m. and he is sleeping again. I tried to feel better, but I am hurting, so I will sleep and relax. Maybe read for awhile. No words of wisdom today… Have a good day… Kyle Keeton Windows to Russia (WtR)

It is cold, the ground is hard as a rock and the wind keeps tearing up everything in its path. The Big Village had a bus stop blown away and over and a bunch more damage. We were lucky it seems… Had to use plastic to cover the roof of the outhouse, after the windContinue reading Russian Village: Cold and fun…

http://ryazpressa.ru/news/articles/saraevskiy-amerikanets-kayl-kiton-rossiyane-ne-khotyat-voyny_03-12-2015/ In Sarai area there was an unusual lodger. An American Kyle Keeton masters the Ryazan hinterland. – “I grew up in the west of America, Missouri, where, too, are frost and cold. Only the winter there is much shorter than in Russia” – says Kyle. – “So I am not afraid of Ryazan province.”Continue reading Сараевский американец Кайл Китон: «Россияне не хотят войны» – American from Sarai, Kyle Keeton: “The Russians do not want war”

3 a.m. in the morning is when the image above was taken. It was as Boza and I went for our first walk and it never gets any darker than what you see. It is dark, but the horizon is always lit up and I think that is really cool and neat. But I tookContinue reading Perfect Crispy Morning in the Russian Village…

“Fifty years ago Leningrad streets taught me one lesson; If a fight is inevitable, be the first to hit!” Simple and a fact… Kyle Keeton Windows to Russia (WtR)

Yesterday allowed me to get a grasp once again on what Russian people are all about. The men who now claim to be my bestes friends on earth and Vova leading the way as my bestes – bestes friend and he made sure they knew that. Are from all walks of life in Russia. SeveralContinue reading What Russia is really about and coffee…

These are the Russian guys I have to put up with… Bunch of guys out hunting, Vova and I are in the middle back row and the guys are from all over. One is an ex military from the Afghanistan war and his buddy is the littlest guy crouching down in the front. That guyContinue reading New friends; the hunters…

Boza and I are alone (our better half is gone) in the Russian Village. Sveta has made it back to Moscow and is doing her thing. Boza and I got up at 5:45 a.m. and walked for an hour. It was dark as the Ace of Spades and the wind was blowing to beat theContinue reading Sveta back in Moscow and Coffee Thoughts…

Sveta went tearing down the hill and the dog Boza, ran with all his might to try to stop her. He just gets really upset when we do things that make no sense to him. 🙂 I did get an upside down image of Sveta, but she asked me not to show it… This anContinue reading Yesterday sledding and car repair…

Today I plan on getting pictures taken as Sveta slides down our huge hill by our village home, on a round plastic sled with two handles to hold on for dear life. Sveta wanted to sled and we bought her a disc at the Globus in Moscow. What a ride this disc is… I helpContinue reading Upside down Sveta…