Sunrise is coming…

IMG0842A4:30 a.m. and the sun is showing her colors as Boza and I walk. I am not the only early bird of the village. The lady in the white home is up and wheeling her cart around gathering goodies from all over the woods. Vova is a night owl and he sleeps until noon half the time. He just does not understand that at 7 p.m. I am inside and going to bed by 9 p.m., for that is prime party time in his eyes…

It looks like rain and the old adage, “Red sky at night sailors delight, red sky in morn sailors take warn!”

The next door neighbors have come for a few days, he is working on repair of the old goat barn. Their mom is living in St. Petersburg permanently now after her stroke a few years ago. The family comes to the old home to have vacations and such. I am glad to see that they continue to take care of the place. It still has the old two chimney connected fireplaces, with sleeping hearth. I wish ours had the original heat system…

I have acclimated to the weather change, humans seems to have forgotten that they will adjust naturally to weather conditions. wild variances are hard on us, such as 40 plus and 30 minus. These get past our ability to adjust quickly to. Though I know that in Siberia, people think -20 is a summer day and I shiver in my boots…

Thus, now 10 above has become warm… (numbers are all in Celsius)

* * * * * * * * * *

unnamedSveta sent me this image the other night, as she rode her bike. This is really Moscow, within a few kilometers of where she is riding her bike, is easily several hundred thousand people living. This is a side road (yes you can find dirt roads in Moscow 🙂 ) and mainly a bike trail, but as I have discovered, in Moscow the animals are still kept for food production and people put gardens in everywhere…

Sveta said she counted twenty goats in all and I could tell they tickled her fancy, for she sent me several pictures. Goats in Moscow! One of the largest cities in the whole wide world…

* * * * * * * * * *

drainageIt is raining and I hear the water running into the big blue barrel, I will need to check and if it is full enough, slide the drain pipe back in place. I keep the water from pooling around the village home, for it makes it hard to use the crawlspace under the home for storage, if it is wet all the time…

I need to get about five more lengths of this u-shaped guttering and make a system for the side of the home also. Just like I need to get another blue barrel, but the store will not have anymore for a week or so. I buy the cheap used blue barrels, left over from having mineral oil in them, the new ones are expensive and the used ones are just as good… (besides, the last one I got had almost a half liter of high quality oil in it, great for lubricating hinges and stuff)

* * * * * * * * * *

I call this, "Kinda looks like someone is angry!"

I call this, “Kinda looks like someone (God) is getting angry!”

* * * * * * * * * *

Have a nice day, I am going to read a good book and listen to the rain pitter patter in the tree leaves…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

About the Author

Russian_Village

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.