Lazy Sunday and Two Cups of Coffee…

two-cups-of-coffeeOops, let me grab my second cup of coffee! There, that is better and now I will start writing…

I am keeping tabs on the little birds closer this time. They really grow fast and from just a week ago to barely flying, mother bird has them all flying and to eat they have to fly once, now twice, to get any food. Example; baby is sitting in the cherry trees and acting like a brat, demanding food. Mother or father bird flies up to the demanding baby and they act like they will feed it. Then they fly away to the next tree, in this case an apple tree and the baby which is really upset at this point, has to fly to the apple tree to get food and today they started to make them fly from cherry tree, to apple tree and to the fence. Or equivalent of all the above. What a mess and it would take two air traffic control towers to work with this group… They even use our car as a landing spot to eat now and bird droppings are all over it… 😐

They (baby birds) are really slowing down some of my projects, but that is okay, for I will get them done. Today I noticed they have moved out of one of my project areas and I am going to clear it. Unless they decide to move back real quick…

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I have been filling holes in the road and really I mean ravines, actually. I told you the other day about everyone getting stuck, so yesterday, I fill the worse spots. I was up and at it by 5 a.m. after walking Boza and today I feel it. I borrowed a wheel barrel that was at a home of the monastery and will use it a few more days. Then I thought I would clean it up and paint it for them. It has been useful and moves a lot of dirt at one time for me. But, I am moving slow today…

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so beautiful

I will end today with an image of a flower that is so beautiful, but I can not get an image to justify the beauty. When you see this weed/flower, it is chemiluminescence at its finest. What ever chemical reactions are at bay within the plant, belie the fact that it should be hot (in a blue star sorta way) to the touch and it is just a essence of beautiful periwinkle cool shimmering light, that only the physical eyes seem to be able to discern and decipher…

I am stunned by the beauty of this plant and will follow its life path as I walk the village. I have a desire to create a patch of these delights and next year have a bouquet of them. They are few and far between…

Have a nice day…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

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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.