I find it interesting…

A tenth of the cost to live…
A tenth of the government regulations…
Emotions are not wasted on frivolous things and or people…
Cottiers, as in most of the world, everywhere…

And…

100% more freedom than where I came from…

That was my July 4th. A very free and nice July 4th. Just had to be in Russia to experience it…


I sat this morning sipping coffee at 5 a.m. and realized how lucky I am. The birds where all over the yard. The baby birds are now basically on their own, with moms and dads keeping a watchful eye on them all. There are dozens of fluttering and flapping birds, still learning the finer controls of flight and two landed at my feet. they looked at me and squawked at me…

As if to say, “Why are you in my way?”

I said, “Sorry little one and I will be more careful next time!”


Tomorrow I will travel to the Big Village. Nina, a full time villager, needs 50 kilos of sugar and I need to stock up on a few groceries. Sveta will not come this weekend, so my Friday trip to town will become an early Saturday trip…


Svetochka is about to have two grand kids. (Looks like by sonogram, a girl.) Not sure she likes the term babushka yet, so I try to not use that term too much. But, she has found a little soul buddy in Ernie her first grand kid. He seems to relate well with BABUSHKA!

I tell Sveta, “He is smarter than his parents and needs you to help teach him about life!”


Time to go walk…

WtR

About the Author

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.