Tiny Russian Village photo day… (10/01/2016)

And Sveta was sneaking pictures of the grouches…

The car is finished. It runs like a striped ass ape and Svetochka smiles as we tool down the road. Sammy has a new sound and Boza has gotten all worried that Sammy the Volga sounds different. Boza is funny as he hears her new sounds and runs up and down the yard by the fence. I am working on the engine and when I rev it up, Boza gets all excited. Boza after a few days has learned that Sammy has a new voice…

Several issues had to be fixed, but they got them fixed and now we are ready to leave for Moscow tomorrow. I just realized, as I am sipping my cup of coffee, I get to take a hot shower tomorrow night. Haven’t had a hot shower for what? Five months, been just cold water and soap. I am clean, but something about the possibilities of hot water spraying on my head, really sounds good… 😉

Once back at Moscow, then the whirlwind starts. We have lots to do and little time to do it in. Winter is rolling in fast and while autumn has reclaimed a few days this coming week. Indian Summer is going to be short and sweet. And I have to leave the village as the temperatures rise to around +18 for two days. Oh well!

This morning I tried to be Boza, I closed my eyes and tried to walk around. Boza is in the dark and runs, plays, chases kitties and in general acts like he can see. I watch him closely and correct his movements by words, but he gets around really good. It was dark and we walked, I closed my eyes and with in a few steps, I had almost fallen down. Boza comes over to me, to see what I was up to and I realized that he could get around better than I can and he is blind. He can focus on sounds and pinpoint exactly where they are from and at. He is surefooted and rarely stumbles and if the breeze is blowing in the right direction, he can find kitties hiding in the grass. Amazing and then there is me; A stumbling, bumbling and grouchy bear…

Sveta and I have been talking and discussing life. We are trying to get the village home to the position for us to live a cheap and full life. I think she sees that life in the Tiny Russian Village is better for us in almost all aspects. I know when I see her rosy cheeks as she walks Boza and her huge smile. Svetochka is one happy girl in the village…

We have a warm village home, fresh clean water, perfect clean air to breath, good soil to grow food and freedom to express ourselves how we please. No one looking over our shoulder…

You know! I am going to make a pot of soup today. I have lots to do in the yard, packing the car and winterizing the village home and while I do that! I will simmer a pot of chicken soup with our own garden veggies in it. I bought a pack of chicken breasts 100% Russian grown and they ran 128 rubles a kilo, for boneless breasts. (About $2 per kilo and at 2.2 pounds per kilo = .90 cents per pound) Not a whole cheap chicken people! Only chicken breasts and boneless to boot! The whole chicken cost 50 cents per pound, but Svetochka makes faces at me, when she sees the whole bird and I cut them up. She is a city girl, You know? can’t image what faces I will get when I want to eat one of our chickens in the future. Do not have any now, but I wants to have chickens. Eggs are great and an occasional chicken soup sounds good. All home grown… But, Svetochka will probably not allow me to chop chop any chickens. They will be pets to her… 😉

Oh yes! The prices in the markets are dropping. I am buying milk at 32 rubles a liter, chicken as described above paragraph, bread is 19 rubles a kilo loaf, 100 grams of coffee was a penny a gram and so on and so on… It is nice to see…

One interesting thing I have watched develop; The Russians have started to produce an equivalent candy bar to almost any candy bar you can name. I tried a Russian version of the Snickers bar. A Snickers runs almost 50 rubles for a large bar. The Russian version, which is as good if not better in some ways, ran 24 rubles. Same size and to be honest, you would be hard pressed to tell the difference if unwrapped before you saw it. It has a slightly different layered internals, but it tastes like a Snickers. I have found the equivalent in most popular candy now in Russia…

Then of course, no one can beat the Russians at the best chocolate bars on earth. Russians love their pure chocolate and like them at high chocolate percentages at 75% and up! I have gotten use to it and find the milk chocolate type stuff is just too sweet. Real chocolate at a high percent of coca, is the best for you and Russians have known this forever…

I got things to do, see you later and probably I will not post until I get back to Moscow!

Life is sweet and delicious with my Sweet Pea Svetochka nearby…

WtR