My hands are sore. I got a lot done yesterday. From digging post holes, repairing roofing, adding a overhang on to the back porch, painting, to building a table…

Therefore, that coffee this morning is wonderful. Up at 4 a.m. as par for the course and at five outside sipping coffee and thinking about what I need to do today…

Right now I will take a walk after I finish this post and my coffee. The walk finishes what the coffee started, getting my body and brain jump started…

On the way to the outhouse this morning a dozen birdbrains were sitting on the outhouse roof. They all started to scream at me to supply food for them…

What? Do I look like Big Bird from Sesame Street? Do I look like I regurgitate dead bugs or something?

They must think so…

I did my bear business and they skittered around on the roof of the outhouse, like a bunch of elephants and made for interesting business time…

Vova is trying to get a party together for today and I am sure he will want me to be there. Yesterday, he showed me some small sturgeon that he had gotten and for Vova that is better than a room full of gold…

Oh well!

Just another day in the Tiny Russian Village. (TRV)

WtR

It is a terrible morning and it is around 5 a.m…

At 8 a.m. it is still just as foggy and I think I will take a break and read a book for awhile. I do not like working outside in stuff like this…

I am reading a good book about the moon being destroyed by some unknown force and how earth is dealing with the after effects, It is really good…

Have a nice day…

WtR