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- First she paid me back.
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- Our strawberries
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- More coming
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- Beautiful
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- Endless
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- Fishing time
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- Ralph the Raven
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- Everywhere fields of grain
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- Grain and grain
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- Our Volga
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- Water Bird
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- Wild strawberries
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- More
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- More and more
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- Always nice
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- Guard Doggy!
I knew Svetochka would get perturbed with me for posting an image of her and Boza sleeping. So she took one of Boza and I sleeping at nap time. All is fair, so I posted it…
Our strawberries are doing so good for the first year…
Sveta met Ralph the Raven…
Fields of grain are more than plentiful in our area. I watched empty discarded fields from the Soviet era, being revived and now are lush and abundant. Russia has “Gone Country” and that is growing her solid roots…
Svetochka was introduced to the, “Strawberry Fields Forever!” She was like a kid in a candy store and seriously, could not understand how these fields are undiscovered. I found them last year and this year they are twice as abundant as last year. Svetochka will pick about two liters today to take home to her mother…
Seriously people! No one could believe how many strawberries there are! Svetochka thought the same way and then she saw with her eyes, “Strawberry Fields Forever!”
I do realize that the song is about a children’s home, I sing the tune as I walk the strawberry fields and when you have kilometers of wild strawberries! You gotta sing something… 😉
You know life is a miracle, when a wild field of strawberries goes farther than you can physically see…
WtR