Just when I was running out of fruit…

Yesterday, I was thinking to myself, “Self, I have eaten all the fruit and berries in the yard!”

Then an hour later, across the road, Nikolai comes with a huge bowl of fresh ripe yellow plums. The purple plums did not produce this year, but the yellow plums, which did not produce last year, are abundant…

Yellow Plums...

Yellow Plums…

I guess he heard me thinking about buying fruit and said to himself, “Self, we can not have him do that!” and over he came… 😉

Now that is a friend and, “Oh My!” They are good…

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Then this morning Boza and I woke up to this…

The great foggy bottoms...

The great foggy bottoms…

This is at 4:30 a.m. and I just love it when the valley looks like this in the morning, for Boza and I like to walk into the fog. Who knows what evil lurks in such a fog… 🙂

Have a nice day…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

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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.