Drove to the Big Village here in Russia…

Had to restock on some basic foods and gather some home supplies. The Big Village was busy and I was glad to get home. I stopped and checked out several fields as I drove home and even tried to find the end of some fields. The road got too bad and I had to turn around after 3 km, yet the fields kept going and going…

I just think sunflowers are so beautiful!

The opposite side of the main road I use has wheat fields forever this year. Going to be a bumper crop year for grains and such…

Well, it is time to get busy….up at 3 a.m.; I already worked on the potatoes, washed clothes, washed dishes, hauled water and cleaned the kitchen area. Now it is time to get to work…

WtR

PS: Babushkas are damn tough in Russia. They seem to be another breed of woman, my grandma was like this. I think that coming from depression times like my grandma was and from a life that has more hardship, like this Babushka….they do not ever, ever, ever act helpless and ask for help. The Big Village is full of Babushka like this lady…

We need to all get like this and stop whining about molehills & climb the mountains that get in our way…

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Russian_Village

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.