Windows to Russia

I woke this morning at around 4:30 a.m. and grabbed a cup of coffee first thing. Boza was hungry as he kept staring at his empty food bowl, so I gave him 300 grams of food and he drank a bunch of water and we were ready to explore the village. Actually I wanted aContinue reading Just Saturday and it is a lazy day…

This is what the internet told me… Friday May 22, 2015 Afterfeast of the Ascension. Tone five. Fast. Fish Allowed Prophet Isaiah (8th c. B.C.). Martyr Christopher of Lycia, and with him Martyrs Callinica and Aquilina (249). Translation of the relics of St. Nicholas the Wonderworker from Myra to Bari, in 1087. Venerable Joseph ofContinue reading Holiday in the Village Monastery…

Today I am taking it easy. I will not cut any trees down, mow any grass, move any logs, build any fences, and or dig any holes. I will go to town later and buy groceries, but I am going to read a book and recover from being stupid. That is my middle name (stupid)Continue reading Over did it…

I was walking with Boza and it was 4:30 a.m. at the time I stopped to listen. The sun had peaked above the edge of the earth at around 4 a.m. and we had been walking in chorus with what seemed like millions of birds, all singing for attention from what ever audience that theyContinue reading This morning…

Many thoughts this morning after a two hour walk with Boza. It has taken a few days, but I have built my stamina back up and now we walk four times a day for an hour or more. Now after an invigorating walk, I am having a cup or two of delicious coffee and IContinue reading Coffee Time in the Russian Village…

The orange dot on the images above is our village home. I put the dot in the front yard… It is called “заря свободы” or “dawn of freedom” and I call it Sunrise to Freedom… That is a name that should make you think and wonder about the truth behind life in Russia. The localsContinue reading Our Village (заря свободы) on Russian Yandex Maps…

This morning at around 5:30 A.M. Boza and I were walking down by the river. Now, the river bottoms is a flat expanse of land that stretches as far as you can see, jammed packed full of green tall grass. Boza was standing next to me, when he pointed out tracks in the surface ofContinue reading Boza the great hunter…

Had to hibernate for the last few days. The bottom fell out of the temperature, thunderstorms constantly, electricity down for the most of two days, I broke my left pointing finger (rebuilding the front gate and caught my finger in a tensioned wire twist) and I got very sick with fever also. Therefore, I feelContinue reading Cold, wet, broken finger, wind, & no electricity…

Kyle

Last year the gates for the bell tower laid on the ground all summer. This year they have installed them and like everything else in Russia, no paint has been applied and they are rusting, more and more everyday. That is Russia, for people just do not paint and when they do paint it usuallyContinue reading The gates are up…