In Tiny Russia Village…

Well it was a very nice drive to TRV. (450 kilometers give or take a few.) Svetochka went half way with me and then hopped a train back home. She wanted to come all the way with me, yet sometimes family has to come first!

It is raining this morning and 4:30 a.m…

I will finish getting both homes set up today and make a list for my trip to the Big Village to get supplies and whatnot….I need to pick up paint, fence posts and lots of other goodies. I have to study how to fix a porch roof that last storm destroyed on one side. We did not lose any trees and such and in the next few days I will get pictures of everything around the TRV. That is if it stops raining log enough?

The yard is full of Bird Brains and they were all watching me as I unloaded the car. Then my favorite Bird Brain sat on the Barn roof and chitchatted at me for an hour…

The field sparrows are making nests in the maple trees and they sing so beautiful…

Well, gotta go and get going. Coffee then write down what I need. Maybe a good thing to do on this rainy day will be to run to the Big Village early and get what is needed?

WtR

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.