Russian Youth…

soul coffeeVictoria, Alexander, Ruslan, Yana and Anastasia stopped by our village home yesterday and asked about the monastery. It was a fantastic opportunity for me to chit chat with Russian youth of the university levels. Victoria is a Moscow State student in Moscow and the other four are local kids from the Big Village. They are in a college somewhere probably in Ryazan near by…

Boza heard them first, for I was deep in thought working on a issue that I need to fix and he jumped up barking to let me know someone was in the yard. So Boza and I went to the door and too my surprise there were five young adults standing there and Victoria was the first to step forward and express their needs. Then as she talked, she exceeded any ability of mine to communicate properly in Russian and that does not take much. I explained that I speak English and am from America…

After a moment of total disbelief as to finding an American in a village as tiny and remote as this village and one that has such a powerful monastery (that part gets me,) and my goodness, why would an American be all the way out here? They settled down and as intelligent kids can do; they all turned on their English parameters and I told them the tale of the Monastery…

Victoria was very educated in English and Alexander was almost as educated in English. The others could with the help of those two understand what I was saying. But the point is that all five could speak and understand English to some point and as a matter of fact, they could speak better English than many Americans I had working for me in the States…

Russia has some youth that is a product of bad parents and other issues, but the five that were present with me yesterday, is a common occurrence and not just a fluke of a chance to have such an opportunity for discussion. Living in Russia, traveling by train, by car, walking and what ever, I find the the youth of Russia is vastly intelligent, very fluent in multiple languages and just plain polite, respective and good looking kids…

The kids where a mixture of pure Russian grey eyes to black as coal Asian eyes. As such their perspective races showed the same. Russian is a wonderful blend of cultures and actually the only missing link is African. They are present in Moscow some, but out in the villages like I am, blacks are non existent. Would they be accepted? Yes, very much so…

Yesterday was a perfect example of the real Russia. The Russia that I see everyday, not the Russia that you see on the news and hear about from the brother of the brother of the cousin who has a Russian friend in New York. These are the everyday Russians that pass through my life and I never am but amazed to see such intelligence and a quest for life, from young, old and all the Russian people…

They desired information about the monastery, but they held a fear of the unknown as they asked and talked about the monastery. To them and to many Russians, Orthodoxy is still a hushed word. This hold over from the Soviet era is strong and they refused to step upon the monastery grounds. For they were not properly dressed and the fear of repercussions is strong. These young adults were dress in shorts, t-shirts, hats, tennis shoes and backpacks. Normal for many in these parts, but not appropriate for a full fledged monastery. Thus, they would not go…

Therefore, I spun the tale of the Monastery and the tiny Russian Village for them. A place that even though they lived right nearby, they have never been to see, for the power of the Bell Tower over looking the valley is strong and the awakening of the monastery is starting to seep into the reaches of the villages nearby…

As the kids took off down our hill on their bikes, I could hear them chattering all the way, until they disappeared into the valley. They were on their way to see the Holy Well and tie a rag in the trees (that I gave them in five strips,) after they wiped away their sins. The laughter and chatter was akin to a bubbling brook, as it flows merrily away from you, as you stick your toes into the cool stream of flowing water…

If you allow them, youth will energize your soul and bring memories of worth to the surface…

Have a nice day…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

Sveta is biking around Moscow…

Sveta sent me some pictures of her Sunday in Moscow. She took her new bike and decided to cruise around and see the sights…

She found a bunch of raspberries and no one cares…

She found a lake with sun worshipers…

The bike trail is busy and last but not least dinner at our Globus. Two pieces of fish, a cup of borscht, a cup of tea and a big jelly doughnut. Now that is a meal and it cost her 213 rubles. That is about $3.58 in US money…

Tea is unlimited quantities, thus, it looks like a good deal to me and yummy also…

That is what Sveta was doing while Boza and I are slaving away at the village… 🙂

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

Life is a water bucket…

bucket of water is lifeI walked out the door this morning, later than usual, I cut grass yesterday and it was hot. The effect is to make me shut down a little longer than normal at night. So at 5:30 a.m. I finally got out the door with a cup of coffee. Boza followed me and we immediately realized that a party was going on in the newly uncovered side yard. Now you understand that these parties may have been normal until now, for I have cleared the mess that was there and they are exposed. But I also left a bucket full of water to douse an out of control fire…

I stood there staring at a water bucket surrounded by birds. Momma birds, daddy birds, baby birds, little birds, fat birds, skinny birds and just birds and birds and birds. All a scrubbing and partying to beat the band…

Then the song;

Splish, splash, I was takin’ a bath
Long about a Saturday night, yeah
A rub dub, just relaxin’ in the tub
Thinkin’ everythin’ was alright

Well, I stepped out the tub
I put my feet on the floor
I wrapped the towel around me and I
Opened the door

And then a-splish, splash
I jumped back in the bath
Well, how was I to know
There was a party goin’ on?

What a party it was!

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So in my mind became this article and how easy that nature is made happy. Little creatures big and small all know how to enjoy life, when allowed to. Life finds its ways and I have decided that humans must get back to nature or we will become lost souls on this planet. Regardless of how wonderful we think we are, we must not, can not, should not, lose touch with Mother Nature. For our beginnings are from the earth and from the earth is the only place that we can gather the necessary ingredients of life to fulfill our destiny. Inanimate objects of tech, just drain our energy and anyone who allows half a chance, will find that a stroll in the countryside, will send shivers of energy to deep recesses of your being…

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I know, for everyday, I get stronger and stronger. This is an issue to me for when I had all my heart attacks and other issues, I lost a lot of strength in my main arm, the right side to be exact. Doctors told me not to worry for I was still stronger than most people and I use to get upset at such a stupid thing to tell someone. I could care less how strong you are and they are, I just know that what use to be is no longer available to me…

This time in the village, I am feeling the change. My left arm and hand is still vastly stronger than my right and I have had to adapt certain issues to that commonness for me now. I am finer tuned with my right, but much stronger with my left…

I force myself to lift equally with the water buckets and my heart issues show up at that point; I have two 15 liter buckets when full of water and they weigh about 17 kilos full to the top. 17 kilos is about 37 pounds in America. I can lift one 90 degrees to my body with my left arm straight out from my side, but while I am able to almost do the same with my right, the right arm starts shaking and even if I get it up level, it is too short of a span of time to call it successful. The shakes and jitters really get out of control…

This is the same for my legs and other such parts of my body…

I had a special issue that cropped up when I had such multiple heart attacks, and I spent days in a special treatment that dealt with capillary blockages. Therefore, that is when is when the full discovery of how much blockage I was dealing with and thus my last stint to alter blood flow in my body was born from that moment and it worked…

But a 100% it never became, though this year, I feel a change happening and this year after the improvement from last year, the change is exponential…

All in my head or not? Does not matter, because healing is mostly from inside and I have discovered that if you want to die you will, if you want to heal you will, a majority of the time. The mind is a very powerful tool and we need to learn how to use it properly… 🙂 Good luck with that from what I see in the world…

The gods gave us what is necessary and we need to figure out how to use it all…

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Life is a bucket of water!

It really is that simple and when you watch animals rejoice in a simple bucket of water left outside for them to find, you realize how important it is. Water is the one substance that has to be pure or we all die. Water is the essence of life and without it on earth, we would cease to exist. Water is what makes our earth perfect and we better learn that tidbit of a fact…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

Convincing is not always easy…

cup of steaming coffeeMy neighbors; Nikolia and Larissa, are what I call kinda shy and worried about people around them. They are wonderful people, but they hide when most people approach and really hide when I approach. Thus, it has taken me all last summer and part of this one to gain their trust. I talked with the boss of the family today (always the woman,) and finally was able to connect and Kolia (short for Nikolia,) will go to town with me on Tuesday this next week…

I have to go every Tuesday to pick up dog food for Boza, special order from the pet store, then I go shopping for groceries. This week when I go at 9 a.m., I will have company… 🙂

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This year, the fact that I am an American and from the west has become mute and in the backseat. The people in the village now understand that even though I am an American and western, I am not the typical westerner. In fact I am more Russian than the city folk that wander down to our village and do nothing but party, then leave a mess behind them. Though many city folk have embraced me now as their country folk explain to them that I am okay and trustworthy…

Don’t kid yourself and think country bumpkins do not know what is going on in the world. They all have radio, TV and many internet of some type, either through their kids, grand kids or smartphones that they own. Why just the other day, I watched an old babushka messing with her new Note 4 – Samsung. She had internet and she was laughing as she watched a video on YouTube on it. It made me smile and realize that tech is a powerful tool…

My response to people when I am asked about how stupid America is; I give a thumbs down and say, “Net America!”

They then know how I feel about the way America is treating Russia and they say no more…

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The above thought brings forth something else in me…

I am fed up with millions of Americans trying to pass the blame for what our country is doing to the world. It is comment after comment and post after post and whining after whining of passing the buck. It is always, not that we should do something about the problems, just that it is not our fault that our government is so terrible. We are helpless against our governmental procedures and we are poor pathetic wards of the big bad state…

Well I am doing something about it and if all you whiners would get off your asses and start screaming about the issues. Things would change quick…

Ain’t gonna happen and soon you are going to be locked inside the borders of the USA, the bills are floating now and the gates are being locked, not against people coming into America, but leaving America…

H.R.237 – FTO Passport Revocation Act of 2015

Finance Highway Offset Summary : Nice name for something that has the power to take away your rights to leave the country…

edw15730 : Another new bill on the same subject…

Oh Well… And you all use to and still do point fingers at East Germany, Russia, North Korea and many many more countries and the exact same thing is happening to us as we watch TV and all its propaganda trash…

Now I feel better and you of the 4000 to 5000 people who will read this article have no reason to play the blame game, for you are to blame, just as I am. If you saw how many innocent people I killed in the name of freedom, liberty and righteousness. Then you would crawl into a hole somewhere and hide. We invade and we kill ruthlessly…

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50 onions medium sized are drying and curing at this moment. I have 10 little ones that I will eat in the next few days. They would have been better in size, but the weather went cold and they said, “We are done!”

The beets are relishing in the cool weather and I hope that they will grow another few weeks. They are getting big and I want to make sure that they do not get woody and tough. They are beautiful…

The carrots are short and fat, but good. I am going to pull them this week and eat a huge carrot salad, just like what I call a Korean Carrot Salad…

Our apples suck, the whole village is apple poor. What apples we got were riddled with worms and this is as far away as I can walk and see. The apples this year, just plain suck. Did I say the apples suck? Plums are non existent, unless you count two or three shriveled green things on the trees. There is a small round plum, but yuck, it is terrible…

Trees have to rest some years and after the bumper crops produced last year, I can see why. But still, I have enough apples to munch on for me, myself and I; so eat my apple a day, keeps the doctor away! Oh a banana also helps in that area… 🙂

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Bells are ringing today and the people walk up the hill to the monastery today. It is a Orthodox holiday of some kind and the flock is gathering. It is pleasant to the eyes and ears as the families, from children to the aged make their way up the hill. I have to get a couple of bench seats installed for these older people to rest as they climb our terribly steep hill. The kids dance up the hill, the teenagers skip up the hill, the parents walk up the hill and grandma and grandpa inch their way up the hill with help from the others…

It is as it should be, but why do we have to get old?

Have a nice day…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

Coffee Time and those Thoughts…

two-cups-of-coffeeThe other day the power company came out and finished the job of installing power poles. Three to be exact; now I should explain that the infrastructure of the village is non to barely existent and we rely upon ourselves and others nearby for help on important issues. Power goes out, we fix it ourselves…

Until this year; the power company has now been rebuilding our electrical infrastructure. Our line of the electrical trunk is now 100% concrete poles and totally new wire. Why before all this we even had one pole so rotted out, that we had to lay a thin pine tree stripped of its limbs and wire it against that pole, buried in the ground to keep our electricity on…

Other words, we made our own telephone pole and make shifted (called nigger rigging in my world) it to at least have some mimeograph of a power supply…

I feel blessed and modernization of our electrical system is the only issue that I care to make sure is up to date and I know the village people are very happy and satisfied with the electrical lattice in place now…

I am… 🙂

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Yesterday I was having a conversation with a man who is a college professor in Moscow, he speaks good English and is very intelligent. His wife is a English teacher in a university also in Moscow and it is nice to be able to communicate in English to have a discussion. I also feel better having someone near, who can better understand me if an accident happens. My Russian is weak and when I have to get excited, I just forget it all in a hand basket…

He told me that he is here to heal! I am gathering that he has had some health issues and he has been down in the dumps over it. While he did not tell specifics and asking is not the way it is done here, for fear of being rude and nosy. I picked up pieces of conversation and realized that he must of had an operation of some type. Thus he is good, but not a 100%…

We talked about how being in the village heals you and it has to do with air quality, water quality and most of all, the monastery is a healing monastery from the female monastery beginnings. Russians are superstitious and believe things like that; but as I have found out, the monastery has healing properties and I even keep a brick and a tile from the original buildings in the village home…

Maybe I am full of it and it is all mental attitude, but who cares? For if it works, do not mess with it and I am simply in great shape now mentally and physically…

I have also watched this intelligent, wonderful and wise man; go from sitting in the shade and staring lifelessly; to mowing his grass and digging in the garden again and he says, “Thank the Good Lord for giving my health back!”

I said a silent prayer for him right then and then this morning, awhile ago, as I walked Boza and we walked across the crest of an old sand dune, overlooking the valley of the Para River. I realized that God speaks in may ways and many styles; you have to find the way for you to get in touch with him. You do not even have to really believe all that strongly in him, just allow a little touch of sanity to get to you and you will find that life flows in a more unified pattern all on its own…

I am not a religious man by any means, but I do believe that we are all here on earth as a byproduct of intervention from a higher source. I do believe that we need to have some enlightenment and even if it is in our head, that direction is always there and we need to tap it to get our lives together…

Religious in one particular sect, I am not a believer, but believing in spirituality, soul and power of healing in many forms, I do accept…

There are things above and beyond our understand in our infancy period, we will either survive this infantile times or be destroyed. If we survive, we may become something wonderful, maybe something that only God can see at this stage of our existence…

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Side Yard...

Now I am tearing the other side yard apart. I am saving the back for last, for it has too many surprises in store for me and I have to be very careful in the back. I am finishing the fence around the home and to do that, you have to clean first. What you see is a huge difference from what was there; I am going to plant white lilacs and currant bushes. In a few days I will fence the back side of this section and I have an idea for separation of yard and garden, in my mind at least for now. I am running out of decent fence posts and really need to go cut some in the next week or so…

The fire is a spot that we had a huge terrible cherry tree. It had no flavor and few cherries. I remember Vova’s face a few weeks ago as he grabbed some of the cherries and tried to eat them. He spit them out and made terrible faces. I laughed and laughed…

One thing that is starting to become prevalent to me; the more I clear. The more yard I have to keep trimmed… 🙂 Oops…

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This is peacefulness at its finest…

Boza the Doza...

I work, he rests and guards the yard…

Now that is life at its finest…

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That is it for today; I am going to take it easy, lots of people in the village this weekend and it is time to relax and enjoy the fruits of my labor to this point…

Have a nice day…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

Pentagon Funds Cutting Edge Aquatic Terrain System (ATS):

Pilot Program will Begin in US Pacific Command  by John Stanton

In an exclusive interview with General Joseph Dunford, likely to be Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff on 1 October 2015, he discussed the Pentagon’s newest and boldest program: The Aquatic Terrain System (ATS). “Look. With a successful ATS we could joint-operate with Black Sea Sprat and F-&^% with Russia’s Black Sea Fleet. But first we have to understand the way they operate and what they want in return for working with us. It’s a plus-plus situation. That same logic applies wherever there is water. Did you know that 70 percent of the Earth is water? I’m going to push Northern Command to get going with ATS with a focus on the Great Lakes and the Mississippi. The Longnose Sucker, for example, is a real force multiplier, you know. We can work with them here and in Russia. And who doesn’t know about Catfish in the Mississippi? We’ll get it going in Pacific Command because there is a lot of water out there and a lot of different cultures. Imagine if we had this going full steam ahead in the Indian Ocean. We’d have found that Malaysian airliner by now. There is so much good that will come out of this. We are thinking a Marine Corps three-ocean-war kind of thing, like the land base three-block-war. You know we’ve got to stop killing off all the marine species…We can’t achieve full spectrum dominance without them.”

According to Pentagon officials, the Aquatic Terrain System has been “stood-up” with initial funding base of $70 billion. Lessons learned during the US Army’s land-based Human Terrain System (LBHTS), a program valued at nearly $1 billion (deemed a stunning success by independent auditors like Horowitz, Dearing, Lee and Metz) will provide “lessons-learned, baseline, jump off points, sort of like a diving board for the ATS, so that we don’t have to have catastrophic growing pains until success is created, because we saw what went on with LBHTS” said one unnamed official in SECDEF Ashton Carter’s office who did not want to be quoted for this piece due to the sensitivity of the matter. When asked to clarify the statement, the Pentagon official said “it speaks for itself.”

A US Army Civil Affairs official, speaking way off the record, was asked to comment on the ATS. He stated, “F-&^%! the ATS and F-*&^%! the LBHTS. All that F-*&^#$@! cash should have come our way. Our people could be trained to do that stuff and, besides, we’ve got a long history dealing with other cultures dating back to WWII. SOF doesn’t need a F-*&^^% new tool, they’ve got it in us. We just need to be sharpened up a bit for the specific tasks. Dealing with marine life as a cultural paradigm? Are you F-^%%$ kidding me. Well, orders are orders I guess. The same kind of people that wanted to test a nuke on the moon during the Cold War are back….S-#@#! They never left. Here…Here is an image for you: All those F-&^^%$! Academics and Contractors that suck onto this thing are like those, what? Those fish that suck on sharks. WTF!!! And some of them liken themselves to Vietnam Vets! I think I’ll go to Crimea!!!”

“Think about how critical ATS is to the security of the United States,” said an official with knowledge of the program who holds two PhD’s and once worked in a LBHTS reach-back center in the basement of a church in Ellis, Kansas. The double-plus PhD, in an off-the-record interview, who now bills hourly to Front Page Magazine and the National Defense University, and claims he will play a key role in ATS, said in an interview conducted on a bleached picnic table on an arid, windy day in the cozy community.

“Almost 70 percent of the Earth is water. Did you know that? Thanks to LBHTS in Afghanistan and Iraq and Africa, we’ve got a pretty good idea about how to infiltrate groups and coerce stinky men, women and children into giving up the identities and locations of bad people. If that doesn’t work we just bribe them with US dollars. Anyway, we are going to apply the same methodologies to the indigenous cultures and inhabitants of the world’s oceans, lakes and rivers of the world.”

According to unnamed sources in the Office of Management and Budget (OMB), the funding for ATS will also come from the National Oceanic and Space Administration (NOAA), the National Security Agency (NSA), the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA), the National Reconnaissance Office (NRO), and the newly established Clinton-Bush Foundation (CBF). “Austerity has been a real blessing for ATS,” said an accountant with OMB, “We’ve been able to use savings on federal programs that were used to support unemployed and impoverished Americans for ATS. I mean, that sounds kind of bad, but think about it: If we don’t understand and secure the aquatic environment, those out of work and starving would lose their freedom of choice and could be killed in an attack.”

ATS has the support of members of the Research Universities Futures Consortium (RUFC) whose website states, “Collectively the universities of the Consortium have annual research expenditures of more than $11 billion which includes external grants and contracts as well as self-funded research, and educates thousands of students in all fields.” A representative of one of the universities stated that of the 29 top American research universities, all 29 are shifting their priorities to oceanography and marine biology. The anonymous representative went on: “The next president is going to roll out the whole-of-government, whole-of-society Fish Analysis and Counter-Terrorism strategy (FACT). We will be working with our Mammalian Allies in the Ocean (MAO) to more effectively utilize the aquatic identify-kill-pacify chain (AQIKPC). We finally were able to stand-up an acronym in honor of Chairman Mao—MAO—that really defines what we are trying to do here.”

On a gray, damp, misty day aboard a NOAA vessel, rolling to and fro–and bobbing up and down–on the distressed Atlantic Ocean, a NOAA official and I sat comfortably inside the crew lounge discussing ATS. She was candid. “Look, the Pentagon has all the cash. They are not accountable no matter how much cash goes down the tubes. And besides, there is no such thing as taxpayer money, it is all printed, fiat #$%^. NOAA will play this ATS card to get as much cash as it can. Half of our money goes to fund spy ships that track Chinese and Russian vessels. If we can get some cash to do some actual marine biology, we are all for it. There is a lot of water out here and, well, this FACT **&&^%$# may have something to it. If a Corporation can be a person, why not a Fish? They have cultures too. I’m not talking about our mammal friends, we already have got them on our side. It’s the coral, sharks, sting rays and even mollusks that we’ve got to understand.”

ATS, like LBHTS, has its detractors though they are hard to find. Even so, two academics, one from the West Coast and one from the East Coast of the United States spoke on condition of anonymity as they are employed by two of the 29 research universities identified above and feared reprisals from university administrators beholden to federal funding. The two academics are part of a structure that is viewed Horowitz, Dearing, Lee and Metz as “left wing” Marxist, communist hippies who don’t like the military and, in particular, LBHTS and, now ATS.

“Come on!” said one of the academics incredulously. “The aquatic human terrain? Lessons learned from the LBHTS? It is insane but here we are I guess. How can you argue against $70 billion? It’s LBHTS all over again! And now I hear from insiders that there is a new professional association being created to siphon off pro-torture and pro-ATS, LBHTS people from the anthropology and psychological associations like APA and AAA. My sources tell me the money is going to come from the Pentagon and be funneled through the Clinton Bush Foundation. It sounds unethical but what else are non-profits for? The new association is supposedly going to be named Aquatic Land Terrain System Association. On the practical side, I guess it does make sense in terms of national security and the social sciences, and what-not.”

Asked for clarification, the other academic said, “If you had a PhD in anthropology and done field work you’d understand exactly what I’m saying. If you haven’t studied it and been there you just can’t understand.”

When indicating to the academic from the East Coast that this is the same condescending argument used by the military from its God-blessed perch to brush off pesky inquiry that challenges, the academic replied, “No it isn’t! And besides, who is going to listen to you, you are just some blogger.”

John Stanton is a Virginia based writer. Reach him at captainkong22@gmail.com

Warning: Satirical Piece on Human Terrain…

New Hawk (s) at the little pond and sipping coffee…

The white hawk moved out against his will as the momma eagle struck from above and now we have a new or as I found out later, two new occupants. I assume that they are building a nest somewhere nearby and we will have baby hawks around the place. I have no idea what kind they are, as I only got a good look and into the sun at that, of one of them. The other was sneaky and I never saw it fly or move, just caught it next to the one hunting in a few pictures. Though, with the sun in my eyes, it was hard to see anyway…

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Yesterday, Boza and I walked to an area that we have never been. It was the separation dam side of the lake, with the lake next to it and it use to have an old road that disappeared into the woods. We walked and walked because we were looking for why the guys at the fish guard and fish feed shack always went over that way by boat. Sveta says they check for fishermen, but I know no one fishes (except they themselves) and they do know that too. Thus, we walked and saw new territory for us…

Oak trees as big around as elephants and pines towering till they touch the clouds…

Then I found what the guys were doing; they knew about a wild raspberry patch about an acre in size and next to it a patch of wild strawberries just as big. Both fields cleaned thoroughly and I can see by the trails, only the fish guys know about this place. I found where they brought the boat up to the shore and their path straight to the loot…

Therefore, Boza has promised and we are going to keep our mouth shut about the actual location and next year, we will munch even more yummy fruit. Maybe we will show Sveta where it is?

We are rotten…

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No images of the walks such as above, Boza will not carry the big camera for me and I just can not. For I will destroy it and I know that. When Boza and I walk we are on the side of cliffs, sand dunes and many other interesting places, but they all require my balance, which is poor anymore and my walking stick is a necessity. It has saved me many times and I have to use it when on rough territory areas…

I found a camera and alas it only can be purchased by internet and Moscow for delivery. Maybe when I go back for a month in November, I can do something about it. Maybe?

It is one thing carrying a camera to bird watch and sit still with it and another whole thingy when walking on the edge of a sand dune cliff above the water…

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The yard is still half full of monster baby birds, just not as many. This morning the ones that refuse to fly away, are still being fed. Kinda like people on welfare, but nature has its way and I promise that soon, even these moochers will be off of welfare and on their own. I watch them eat worms, berries, bugs and other goodies, when mom and dad are not looking, but they still want and demand the hard work of their parents… (Could be government giving handouts also!) That will be me next year as I build a bird feeder and bird nests… 🙂

Sounds familiar in this world…

I have to give the sparrows credit, born after the song thrushes, they are feeding in a huge cloud of hungry birds as they look for food, but they get their own food and as a group community. Really kinda cool to watch…

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coffee of lifeI guess I will end this post, for I have much to do and never enough time to do it in. The sun is shining, it is 15 degrees Celsius, no rain forecast for days and work to be done. For winter is coming fast…

Have a nice day…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

Forgot to take my pills and other Coffee thoughts…

Today is get back on track day…

Dropped Sveta off late last night to the train station and by the time I got home to the village, I was so tired, I forgot to take my pills. This morning as I struggled to get up and things were messed up, in and out of body. I sipped two cups of coffee, walked the dog, wrote a small article and took my morning pills. Now an hour later, life is back on track and going good. My heart is acting happy, my brain is as good as it will ever get (?) and the monster birds are all over the yard; in fact one just smacked into the window in front of me as I am writing and I had to go out to see if it was okay? It is and after a few moments of drunk stumbling, it squawked at me, as if it was my fault and went to get a worm somewhere…

So it is wind the clock, feed the dog, feed myself, write posts, clean dishes, sweep the floor, gather water and twenty other things. Then at one point I will read, most likely while it rains today. For reading is very important and I have a good sci-fi book I am working on…

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The female eagle is very active right now and I saw an interesting thing yesterday when Sveta and I was walking. The male and female were flying together over the lake, then the male started to scold the female and in a second flat, after his scolding, she bee-lined straight back to the nest. I mean she took off and did not swoop around, she just bee-lined back. Fast…

The male tried to fish and while he did catch a big fish, I guess he was doing the catch and release program; for he dropped the fish back in the water. Then he swooped away in lazy circles and disappeared out of sight…

The interesting thing is that he, who is much smaller than the female, really scolded her and she took right off. For if you remember the other day, she destroyed a huge hawk, almost as big as her husband and made it look easy. I hope for his sake that it was an emergency at the nest, for he could get his butt kicked by this girl…

For you know; he even dropped the fish…

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In the next few days, I am going to start fencing the back of our land. Sveta helped me and we cleared a big mess of cherry trees, terrible cherries and I have it lined out to dig and install several new posts and and will get 80 meters of fence installed. That way Boza can stay in the yard, when I go to town and guard the yard, as he can not get out at that point. I just worry that he will decide to check out something and while that is okay, he is not a street dog and will get possibly hit by a car. He just does not understand cars and such…

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Sveta says this is a good image and I need to post it, so I will post it. ???

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She said something about, her guys, working on the car, how wonderful, Boza with daddy, boys doing what boys do, and a bunch of other stuff… 🙂

Oh and yes, I have rebuilt the right mudflap, I did the left one last year…

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sammy the volgaSammy the Volga is in excellent shape, well if you exclude the body rust. The drive line is solid (knock on wood,) and ready for the winter. I am staying here all winter, after a month back in Moscow during the October and November time frame. I have to leave Russia for a few days and go to Estonia to do some business, then Sveta and I will do some final pre-Winter gathering of supplies. I want to get a rototiller for one thing. Next year the garden is going to be big…

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See, fence today; first 20 meters…

It is time to make the village home a permanent home also…

This winter I will evaluate what is needed to make the home more comfortable for Sveta. Insulation in the attic, indoor sink and hot water heater, is fireplace good enough (?), etc etc etc…

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Sveta’s visit was wonderful, just what Boza and I needed to keep us happy. It will most likely be two months or so before she comes back, she is talking about spending time with her mother and going on a vacation to her son’s wife’s family and learning to ride horses. She also has a new bicycle and wants to take a excursion ride with a group to see the countryside around Moscow. I support her in whatever she does and hope she does everything she desires. Believe me, I am in heaven rebuilding the village farm area and that means, I am getting ready to rebuild the chicken coop and get the back area ready for at least a goat or two. Nothing, I mean nothing is better than goat’s milk to drink or use in coffee and I am dreaming right now of coffee with goats milk as the creamer… 🙂

I think I will go put up some fence today…

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The Raven Brigade…

I call it; Kissing Ravens...
I call it; Kissing Ravens…

This is Ma and Pa Raven. They have a bunch of kids 8 to 10 to be exact. The kids are almost grown and Ma and Pa stay away from the kids. The kids have become what I call the Raven Brigade…

This morning while Boza and I walked we were feeling kinda down in the dumps. We dropped Sveta off at the train station and off she left us to our bachelorhood again. Two guys left to their own devices and no one to keep an eye on them and corral them from the trouble they will get into… 🙂

Well as we walked and thought to ourselves how terrible life was; along came the Raven Brigade…

Ma and Pa sat in there special tree and kissed and hugged as they seem to do best now and out over the pine forest comes the children. There is a leader of the pack and it barks orders; as it makes sharp caw noises, the rest turn in unison and he leads them in a back and forth pattern all over the fields…

Then after a few minutes of watching the Raven Brigade; Boza and I looked at each other and smiled. Or I smiled and Boza just looked. It was right then that we realized that everything was okay and life was fantastic; for who in the world could be down in the dumps, when the Raven Brigade is training in your fields, the sun is shining and life is sweet?

cup of steaming coffeeIt would be sweeter with our Sveta, but it is pretty damn good and Boza and I have tons of stuff to do…

So lets get going…

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Sisoy a small village near our tiny village…

20150721_132430We needed to go a pay the electrical bill, but they were closed (Post Office.) Therefore today we will go back and pay instead. Sveta took an image of the hours sign, for we never know in the past if they are ever open. Typical Russians, open when you feel like and never open when life has better things to do. Well, they say they should be closed yesterday and they were. Now lets see about today, Wednesday…

The village is called Sisoy, just as it looks and sounds; Si-soy… (no vowel usage.)

The church is just an old village home, as per many village done the same way, but the brick foundation in front of it, is the original church and they will hopefully rebuild that church one day. They will do the same thing to our destroyed church one day…

The images of the village homes do not do justice to how beautiful they are, for it was a very rainy and cloudy day. Thus as much of the village, the homes are in great shape and it is a prosperous village as you can tell, thousand homes like these…

The last image is my favorite; Russians do what it takes to get the job done, just like we use to do on the farms. You do what you have to and in this case, grab a bunch of neighbors and tip the LADA Niva on its side, then fix it when you can…

Oh! Do not worry about the lawsuits in Russia, for when it falls and kills three or four neighbors? That is just tuff stuff and part of life… 🙂

That my folks is why I just love Russia with all my heart…

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