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- Boza in the tundra… (Oh, I mean lake bed!)
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- Our Village; Sunrise to Freedom…
Yesterday was a beautiful day, cold as hell, but beautiful. The sun tried its best to warm what it can, but when father frost is fully awake, she just has to take second fiddle during the winter. The issue is that the sun never stays around long enough to make a difference. I guess she is cold and sleepy…
I do not blame her and we all need to have some rest sometimes. I love winter so I will not complain too much…
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This morning Boza and I were up at 4:30 a.m.. It was -12 according to our outdoor thermometer and -10 according to the local weather report…
The wind was not blowing and the humidity was low. This made for a wonderful morning and we walked for awhile, then I sat on the hill overlooking the lake and watched the shooting stars and jet airliners pass by deep in the sky. It is fun to see the jet and then after the jet is almost out of sight, here comes the sound of the jet engines. Then I always get plenty of shooting star wishes…
You are never too old to wish upon a shooting star!
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I looked at the presidential hopefuls in America. I looked at all of them, Republican and or Democrat and or independent and or whatever. All I can say is that…
Other words; there is not a individual running for president of the US that is worth the tinkers damn and they do not give a rat’s arse about anything but their personal satisfactions for any given second of their life…
We use to say,”See those kids, there are the future of America and one of them could be president!”
Well we raised a bunch of self-centered morons and now they are all wanting to be president… And we let them be president!
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This morning in the shine of the flashlight, a world of sparkling diamonds scattered amongst the leaves and stalks of all the plants, presented themselves to their full glory. I was simply amazed as I shone the light around and what looked like little shiny eyes of a million mice, everywhere, twinkled and blinked as I moved around. I just stood in awe at the beauty that Mother Nature is capable of presenting, if we just look around when we explore the world…
Why it looked like the stars in all of heaven, simply came to earth and settled in the grass, trees and weeds. Then they blinked in joy as I passed by…
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Sveta is talking about coming next week on the 22nd of December and staying until the 27th of December. I just realized that Sveta wants to have pumpkin pie, but I have to figure out how to make a version in the village. No real oven is available, but a no bake version may just do the job…
Have a nice day and Boza and I are going to take a nap…
Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia (WtR)