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The fact that we Americans gave and are giving right now, hundreds of millions of dollars and tons of equipment and tons of weapons and even their Toyota trucks they drive around in, to the terrorists in Syria, Iraq, Libya and many other places. Makes the idea of turning your back to such an evil and immorality of a country, a possibility, but, the flaw in turning your back is death or worse…

Hollywood makes a huge deal out of people turning their backs upon the scum in the movie. Good people (?) degrade and belittle bad (?) people in the world by ostracizing and turning their backs upon the person in question as they are expelled from the society or “What Ever!”

I say, “When it comes to America, watch your back!”

If you turn your back on the USA, they will smack the crap out of you, while you think they are your friends or suppose to be friends. America does not have friends, they have scared countries wishing to not be destroyed when they (USA) come around…

You should think and wonder why we want to be that way? We have been doing this sort of stuff for a very long time and maybe if we stop the crap, the world may forgive us…

Looks like it is too late, from what I see…

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Moscow; Culture Shock, no parking, pollution, people everywhere, but there is hot water, my Sweet Pea (Sveta) and everything is in walking distance…

Tiny Russian Village; Perfect except no Sweet Pea…

Boza and I wanna go back; Yesterday…

We both are in shock, literally…

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There should be death penalty laws to who ever built a complex that holds two thousand people and only allowed parking for ten of those people… 🙁

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Got tons to do and laundry is going now.

“Oh My Gracious!” said the little birdy…

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Yes that is me being a big baby!

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I have to leave for a month from the Russian Village, but inside of me, I do not want to go. It is starting into my favourite time of the year; winter! This is the time of the year that I am at my best and happiest. Winter is the perfect season and in Russia, you get lots of winter and that is just right…

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Today I pack some items and get the car ready to drive to Moscow. I have thawed the three last fish from the lake and will fry them up for a meal today. I have saved these fish for Sveta and they are just perfect in size. Boza already got the fish heads to eat, so he is going to be looking for a fish head, but there are none. Poor Boza… 🙁

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Sveta has been actually stunned about how warm, cozy and draft free the village home is. But I have worked all summer on making it a better home and survivable for the winter. The home was not designed to be a winter home, but as with most Russian village construction, survivability is built into all that they build. You just have to tweak it a little bit to get the best out of it…

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I finally figured out the system of how they have fresh fish all year around. It is really interesting to me and when I get back to Moscow, I will take the time to explain what I have discovered…

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Thus, I am going to get things done. maybe lay down again and let Sveta have time to wake up. She likes to sleep twice what I do and Boza and I have already been out walking for an hour and a half. It is good to have our Sweety Pie with us and I have a lot to do in Moscow, before I get back to the Tiny Russian Village…

Have a good day…

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It is only foolishness if anyone did not see the significance of the lies that led the US to wage war in Iraq without the UN’s backing. Back then, the US and the UK really demonstrated to the world who they are: either the world stops them or we die and or controlled by tyrants and killers…

WtR

Wag that tail!

At 5 a.m. Boza heard me grumble and he stood by the bed wagging his tail (I could hear the swish swish of a happy doggy tail.) It was pitch dark, the snow was falling, the sky was cloudy and the world was silent. I got dressed while the coffee water boiled and I looked out the window, a window into Russia…

The weather turned nasty and Vova ran to his girlfriend in the Big Village. The guy who was staying at the green home near us, left in a flurry (I guess he had enough,) I could not find anyone else in the village except the lady in the white house. She stays all winter, thus I was basically alone. Well, Boza and I were alone, for he and I were happy as two pigs in a mud waller. We left new fresh prints in the snow everywhere we went. How cool is that? Very…

So, I sipped a cup of coffee, with a moaning doggy at the door. You know that moan like he is dying, but no one is touching him. I grumbled at him and he shut up for long enough to finish my coffee and with a bouncing dog on my tail, out the door we went…

It was only -2, but windy and we walked fore an hour or so. We rechecked the village for humans and did not even find a “kitty-Kat” to chase, everything was asleep and smarter than us two… 😉

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I am now sipping a cup of hot tea, just perfect for after a long cold walk; I have to get ready for Sveta tonight and then we will leave Tuesday morning, back to Moscow. I know that there is most likely a few things to do around the home there and then Sveta and I are going to take a warm weather vacation. It is time for my Sweety Pie to swim in the ocean. Boza gets to stay with his grandma and she treats Boza like royalty…

Therefore tonight, I will have both my buddies with me and that my friend is a perfect night…

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The bell in the tower was calling service, the snow was falling so hard that you could not see the tower and Boza and I went out to play after it quit snowing…

Boza promptly went out when the sun popped out and pronounced himself King of the snowy yard and told me to get to work, for the sunlight is being wasted on taking pictures… 🙂

I ignored him. Then took a walk, of course he followed me on my walk…

Have a nice day, for we sure are…

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I am so happy, Sveta is taking the train from Moscow to the Big Village (6 hour ride) and I will pick her up and bring her to our humble abode in the Tiny Village. The snow is blowing and it got to about -6 last night. Right now it is -1 and as I said, “Summer is gone!”

I cooked a skillet meal last night on the old wood stove. Just a single medium potato, one small onion, salt, pepper, garlic and some salami. The kettle started to boil and I made tea, about the time the tea was drank, the skillet was sizzling and after stirring twice, it was done. More hot tea and a bowl full of yummy…

I had to seal the facet better on the sink and I need to get a stopper so that I can fill the sink to do dishes better. The water is hot and this morning it really felt good to wash up with hot water. That is a luxury for me. I moved the mirror inside and now all personal care that was done outside is now inside. It is cold people…

I looked out the window not long ago and saw the neighbours home. They are not there, but the image shows what is happening outside, thus Boza and I are snug as a bug in a rug. We also have a little guest, he or she ate a pretzel I dropped and now has gotten brave enough to show itself. Going to nip that issue in the bud real quick. Mice and I do not get along. Now Boza does not care, he just watches while they eat his food… 🙂

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Yes I know, Russia and snow go together like a horse and carriage. But it still is snowing and Boza and I are very happy. Boza is running around like a crazy nut and I walked him two hours this morning, just to watch the snow fall. The ground is still too warm, but it is snowing and we are happy…

The thermometer I installed outside the front window said, -4 Celsius this morning when I got up. (-4°C×9/5+32
= 24.8°F)

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I worked on the stove yesterday…

It works great and is warming the home right this minute, but…

I found a problem after I fired up the stove today. I have a loose brick inside getting ready to fall out. Bad news, I will think today and then tomorrow after it cools, I will repair the issue. I am looking at replacing the brick with a metal brace. The brick does nothing for the usage, just support of another metal brace. I will design and make today the support piece and fix it that way…

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Got to do dishes today and that will be that last time to wash outside. I will install the new heater sink we bought and use that to wash myself and dishes for the winter. I have an idea where to put it and that is another project today. So tomorrow the stove and today the sink…

Time to make a cozy warm home, Sveta is coming Saturday night and I have to have it warm for her…

She will be grouchy otherwise… 🙂

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Time to get busy. Boza and I were astonished at the beautiful peace of the village this morning. Just an occasional raven yelling at us and all else was quiet as a church mouse. Boza and I walked over and looked at the empty fish house and then checked out the place where the pump is kept. Time to work, play is done…

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Five a.m. my internal alarm went off. I sat up and even Boza was still sleeping soundly, thus I pushed him with my foot and he groaned and looked at me. I smiled, for as soon as I would say the word, “Walk?” He would be bouncing all over the place, since he knows me well, he laid his head back down and listened to me start the coffee water in the boiler. Then he laid there as I grumbled at him to get out of the way, but of course he just lays there… 🙂

I fired up the computer, sipped my coffee and checked the weather, e-mails and comments. I looked over everything and set it all aside after approving four comments and trashing three. Then I said, “Walk?”

You would have thought that that word could raise the dead!

Boza jumped up and started to wiggle and squirm all over the tiny room. He wiggled and got in the way until I grouched at him and then as if on cue, he sat by the door and was a good boy. It is our normal pattern most mornings and he loves to push me until I get grumpy and grouchy then he leaves and acts like he did not do anything wrong. Which he did not do anything wrong, I just grump early in the morning… 😉

Then we walked…

The ground was frozen, the water buckets had an inch of ice on them, Boza was running at a hundred miles an hour and I just stood and breathed the most wonderful air. Perfect in all ways, clean, crisp and full of oxygen. I walked and noticed the moon was a sliver of itself, then next I noticed the huge star near the moon and that triggered me to stare. What I saw was our Moon, then in order of alignment Venus, Regulus (a star,) Mars, and Jupiter. I stood a stared, then from the old dormitory building exploded a hundred bats, they made a last loop in the sky, as dawn became prevalent, around the moon and the other heavenly bodies, then swooped into the dormitory area and became still and silent…

Then I looked down and saw Boza staring at the sky, just like I was and he noticed that I looked at him. He looked at me with his puppy dog eyes, as if to say, “That was really cool dad!”

Then as if on queue, a white cat ran out in front of us and the chase was on. Boza took off like a bolt of lightening, the cat screeched and ran like the devil himself was after him and I laughed, as I realized…

What a perfect morning!

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PS: The icing on the cake is when Sveta shows up…

Which one?

Did you succeed?

Image courtesy of the Russian Embassy…
https://twitter.com/RusEmbassyUAE/status/650898242318680064/photo/1?ref_src=twsrc^tfw

Maybe this image will help…

Ask question people, quit being a sheeple and looking the other way. Ask questions…

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