Windows to Russia

Clothesline…

I put the poles one meter deep and supported with a brace driven at an angle over two feet each into the ground, then nailed to the main post. That way I was able to get some tension on the lines, without pulling the poles over. The sandy soil takes extra work to get things to stay upright sometimes and I know that the wet clothes get heavy at times…

So this morning, I built an old fashion style clothesline. I will pick up some standard clothesline rope, but for now, I have put my regular rope as the clotheslines. This is something that has needed to be done and gets all the clothes out of the main walkway…

That is what I did this morning and now to rest for a few hours…

Have a nice day…

WtR

Just photos all in a day in the Tiny Russian Village…

This hedgehog we found has such a bad attitude, that it had to be a girl! 😉 Not really, but I will call her Henrietta anyway. Boza found her at the side of the road and she was in a bad mood. She hissed, called us names and told me to tell Mr. Hedgehog up the hill, that she did not care for his advances and she wants to be left alone… Mr. Hedgehog…

So we passed the word on and Mr. Hedgehog shed one tear and went looking for another girl…

Today we received the wood to fix the back wall of the village home. Cost 3000 rubles delivered. That is about $46 dollars and someone sent a donation today for $50. Talk about answering a orison and a need. I had to have the wood and Boza and I decided to not eat for a few weeks to get the money from the budget, Well; not eat as much. Then bang, here came the exact money to pay for the wood. Talk about answering a orison and a need…

Did I tell you that I love peonies?

Our bench for babushkas as they walk to the monastery is becoming a good thing. They use it every time they come up…

The T-rose is doing great and I suspect that next year it will bloom. It is rooting now and getting new growth and I must figure out the best way to protect it from the harsh winters here. Did I say I love roses…

The caterpillar looks like a common Western Tent caterpillar in America. But who knows? Not sure!

The fish are being fed four times a day now and getting big…

Just things I love and take pictures of as Boza and I walk or work…

WtR

“Daimler AG is a German multinational automotive corporation. Daimler AG is headquartered in Stuttgart, Baden-Württemberg, Germany.” Plans to localize production of Mercedes-Benz vehicles in Russia, skirts the issue of never ending sanctions. The plant will be built at the Esipovo Industrial Park in the Moscow region. The new plant will assemble E-Class, S-Class, A-Class model sedans as well as ML and GL models. The company intends to produce 25,000 cars annually. Specifically for the Russian market. Mercedes-Benz can not afford to lose that market. Thus, the Russian Trade Ministry has agreed that German automaker Daimler AG can begin the assembly of Mercedes-Benz vehicles in the Moscow region, according to Deputy Director of Transportation Vsevolod Babushkin…

“The plan has been approved by the ministry and is currently awaiting the green light from the regional authorities,” said Babushkin to the Rambler News Service…

This is the kind of things I have talked about in the past. Russia expects car companies who want to sell cars in Russia to locate themselves in Russia (due to sanction games by the west.) If you do not want to put your technology where your mouth is, then find another market. In the case of the Mercedes market in Russia, Russians love those Mercedes… 😉

You see lots of Fords in Russia! Why? Because they build them here…. Things like this are happening all over Russia. This is just Daimler’s way of telling the US and EU what they can do with their illegal sanctions…

WtR

When in a Tiny Russian Village, the comforts are what you make of it. If you are lazy and ignore all around you. Life gets rough and you have no one but yourself to blame. You let your fence collapse, that is your fault. You allow your house to fall apart, that is your fault. Anything can be fixed, stuff and parts are all around. A collapsed home that no one has lived in for many years is a treasure trove of parts. A piece of steel laying on the ground, after being dug up by the bulldozer, is a repair piece for the car. It is what you make of it, that is life…

Therefore, while I get comments about how stupid it is to live in squalor, I actually live in grandeur!

I have said before, “It is the little things that count!”

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The above said, now I must slow down…

Today, I must stop and smell the coffee! I realized last night that I have been driving myself to hard. Once again, I find myself driven. I do it to myself and no one else is to blame. That is what pushed me to become a corporate big wig and what almost killed me. Why I even feel guilty enough to write about it. I have to write this and realize that I have pushed too hard…

I still feel guilty and am self-driven to work harder. I never have enough time to get done what I have to do. In my world of corporations, tomorrow was always too late and too far away. Tomorrow was money lost and time was expensive…

Here in the Tiny Russian Village, I am learning, life not lived is lost and time is perfect tomorrow…..

It is called, “Balance!”

Can you say, “If I die tomorrow, I would be happy with my life?”

I can…

WtR

After several emails and a comment or two. I decided to verify that I have the weather station still and I use it daily. I am working on figuring out how to install a widget that allows me to have the stats on the blog, but as I am not that swift with coding. It takes time to get stuff done…

I know have a large data base of temperatures and other weather related facts. In fact the memory on the control panel is getting full and in a few days, I will need to reset the panel. That is okay, for all data is stored on the computer and it updates regularly…

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More e-mails: Yes, I still drink coffee and yes, I do not mention it as much. But….If you notice the blog still has a header with a coffee cup and even Coffee Thoughts big as day. Thus, coffee is very important and an important drink to read the blog with… 🙂

People get so worried about things like that! I guess I have to weigh and measure better what is important or not. Therefore, read anyway and grab a cup of coffee and or tea, preferably hot and delicious. Cold will do if that is your thing…

I sippa a cuppa as I write this…

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Well it looks like predicting who will run for president in America was really easy and all the hoopla was for the pony show, to appease the kiddies. Hillary and Trump as we all should have known, are running against each other and since I know that Hillary is just one of the gang and will continue the path of destruction that has been implemented and firmly rooted now. As far as Trump is concerned…

If Trump is for real; Then he will grab Sanders as Vice President material and tear the system a new ***hole…

Is he for real? You will soon know, but I suspect he is all part of the plan to get Hillary as president. I really hope that I am very very wrong about this. But there has been too much song and dance going on in politics and if Trump is seriously wanting the job! He will sweep the election with Sanders as a VP. Otherwise it will be another 50/50 election with half the country pissed at the other half of the country. 50/50 the political norm for diversionary tactics of the masses…

Trump was Plan B you know? Jeb Bush was Plan A and that failed miserably. The country could not stomach another Bush, but instead we are staring at another Clinton. So what the hell is the difference? Nothing…

Trump / Sanders – imagine the blowout and utter destruction of the two party system if that happened. Sounds good to me, but we will never see such a good thing happen. It is all a Pony Show for the kiddies… 😉

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Well gotta go! I am going to go to the Big Village today. I have to get a thermostat for the car and other stuff. This is a small grocery run and mainly for parts to get some things done around the village home. I got to figure out how to reset the distributor better on the Volga and finding someone to adjust the valves is hard to do. I am gearing up to doing it myself. I still have reservations about doing that kind of work. The Volga is not what I grew up with. Now a Chevy, Ford or Chrysler. Got it made if from the old days. Seems that the Volga is from the old days and I just need to get it done…

WtR

Yesterday it got to a high of about 7 degrees. We were lucky that it got that high…

The day was very windy, rainy and the wind came out of the north, stocking caps, heavy coats, long underwear and gloves were necessary. Boza of course had his fur coat on, so he was fine as is. Lucky dog…

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But today already it is just as cold, and a small dog came up the hill with his mommy (a grouchy unknown babushka) and he was sporting the latest in June cold weather wear. He had a leopard fur coat, a tiny green hat and pink booties on. He came prepared to look at the monastery in style. Wish I had a camera to get a picture of that… 😉

Today is more of the same weather as yesterday and right now it is raining, windy and Mr. Sunshine is on vacation at the Bahamas. Wish he would come back for a few days and say hi!

But! Coffee with milk, a sweatshirt and boots on. Makes it comfortable and Boza just ate four packs of dog food after our freezing walk. I slept in later than normal, I woke at 3 a.m. and looked at the world outside, then decided that I needed another two hours of sleep and went back to bed. What could I do? Go out in a leopard fur coat, a tiny green hat and pink booties? Well that might have worked, but I do not have such a wonderful assembly. Therefore, I slept, walked Boza later, sipping coffee and writing this post, after the world warmed up a few degrees…

Leopard fur coat, a tiny green hat and pink booties! Now that is style… LOL…

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I was a taxi driver yesterday. I took the neighbors to Rybkhoz (The fish Village,) then I took Vova to Rybkhoz also. It is pension time and everyone is buying goodies for the house to eat. I did not mind and it gives me a chance to see what is going on with the Fish Farm. The lakes are almost all filled and it looks to be a bumper crop again this year. They did a bunch of work on the lakes and have filled them all to the brim…

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Well….I got to thin the plants in the garden. Cold and no fun, but gotta do it…

If I just had a “Leopard fur coat, a tiny green hat and pink booties!” I could be warm, in style and the talk of the village as I weed and thin the garden… Maybe Boza would like the same?

WtR

Mowed the yard yesterday and started to thin the garden. I had a huge wonderful salad. It had spinach, turnip greens, rutabaga greens, carrot greens, onion greens, garlic greens and beet greens. Then I used garlic salad dressing and ate the best salad I have had in a longtime…

So I took some pictures of the garden and of course we have one of Boza waiting at the gate to go for a walk. When he stands there like that patiently, it is a good sign to take him out. He does not like to do his doggy stuff in our yard and we must walk to let him do such things. He really is a good dog. I take him for shorter walks now that he was sick, but we walk six or seven times a day instead. It works for me and him and we enjoy the walks…

Have a nice day…

WtR

Yesterday, hundreds of people came up the hill or mountain as most call it and if you walk it, you think it is a mountain by the time you are done getting to the top. There was a holiday for the monastery. They spent time at the newly found cemetery and it rained cats and dogs, all day…

The image is one of five waves of people walking to the top (the line goes all the way past where you can see.) They have to walk and buses drop them off across the river and they walk from there. No matter how bad the weather, they walk. It seems to be important to make the journey walking, except one thing is missing. The Monk does not walk most of these times. He drives up in a car! Then waits at the top for them. That, I find interesting… (I guess rank has its privileges???)

It rained and rained and rained! I have a new bench at the main gate and babushkas all welcomed being able to sit a few minutes, rain or not. The hill is steep and wears on the old body…

The monk or Father Pavel, rang the bell for over an hour, calling his flock to the top. I mean it rang and rang and rang…

Just another few interesting tidbits about our village…

WtR

Svetochka sent me a link to an ad that is run in a local website. The link on the ad goes to the link farther below. It is a site about our monastery…

Ad in local website…

Николо-Бавыкинский мужской монастырь
Скопинской епархии Русской Православной Церкви

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St. Nicholas Monastery Bavykinsky
Skopinsky diocese of the Russian Orthodox Church

At website…

http://nikolobavikinsk.cerkov.ru/kontakty-2/

Which is the new official website of our monastery…

History of the monastery from website

Nicholas Monastery Bavykinsky About four years ago on a mountainside in the forest by local people was found the image of St. Nicholas – on a spring day in the Holy Spirit. There’s also the first miracles began to happen. Quickly the news about the amazing discovery went around the surrounding villages, and the people in great numbers began to come to the source of God’s saints to pray to Nicholas. Soon after the miraculous icon was moved to the nearby temple of the village Large Mozhar, and in the holy source since in the Holy Spirit and St. Nicholas celebrations has always been crowded …

The majestic forest on sandy Bavykin mountain at the foot of it flows the river Couple quiet, skirting the mirror ponds. Flowering meadows along the river with a modest complement the beauty picture the mighty pines and birches shy. In 1879, a farmer from the village Belorechye Elena Sazonov decided to settle in this place with the intention to form a women’s monastic community. To do this, she bought from a local owner of AF Hanykova land, built a two-storey building for the sisters and a chapel in honor of Our Lady of Tikhvin. But all the money to pay the contractual term of the community could not and soon closed. About this trouble found pious merchant Alexei Shulgin and trusting in the intercession of St. Nicholas, took care of all contractual obligations. Soon after the decision of the Holy Synod in 1888, approved by the new St. Nicholas Bavykinskaya female community. And there was another life, imbued with the monastic spirit. The first sisters lived very simply, with the total room and board. Work together on obedience, we prayed together in a warm Tikhvin Church.

May 22, 1894 in the community of converted monastery. With the support of Alexei Shulgin and other donors monastery acquired remarkable view of the architectural ensemble. In the center – a large three-altar Cathedral in honor of St. Nicholas, on either side – stone buildings with cells and Refectory Church of St. Sergius and Nikon of Radonezh, and the monastery walls crowned tower with a clock. Nearby is another 15 wooden residential buildings and their monastery cemetery, and behind them was the very first Tikhvin Church. By the beginning of the October Revolution, about two hundred people prayed and labored within the walls of St. Nicholas Monastery Bavykinskogo. Godless authorities are not left without defilement, and this holy place. The arrests, exile, oppression were a sign of attention of the new government. Buildings and structures expropriated. It was a desperate attempt to bury all holy. But the locals have time to hide the main shrine – the icon of St. Nicholas. Able to preserve and pass on to descendants pure faith and a good memory…

Kinda what I have been talking about all along. There also was a clock in the bell tower, as I mentioned also. Now that I would like to see again…

WtR

Sometimes walking has benefits…

Boza found a hedgehog and this hedgehog told us in his hissing voice like growl, “Please leave me alone! I am out looking for a girlfriend and they are hard enough to find, much less if you two are hanging around!”

Boza and I took a picture and left. For life is rough enough without two hooligans like us watching a hedgehog hunt for a girl hedgehog…

Hope he finds who he is looking for…

WtR