Good morning Resisters everywhere. We are almost into the 30s. By 9:30 I expect above freezing.
The cat and I are enjoying this very warm wool blanket from Korea. Back in 1975, when I was packing up to ship out to Ft Wainwright in Fairbanks, AK a fellow soldier gave me this very heavy, very thick blanket.
Two generations of Crimean Tatars, united by exile and a shared dream of returning to their homeland.
In 1944, the Soviet regime deported the entire Crimean Tatar population from Crimea, a tragic event that left a lasting mark on the community. Lia's grandma, among the many who were forced to leave their homeland, found herself in Uzbekistan, far from the familiar shores of Crimea.
Despite the challenges of exile, the Crimean Tatar spirit endured. Generations later, Lia herself faced a similar displacement when Russia annexed Crimea in 2014. Forced to flee her home once again, she found solace in the stories and traditions passed down by her grandmother, a testament to the enduring legacy of the Crimean Tatar people.
I am a Democrat who supports Ukraine in their battle against The Russian fascist invaders.
I am a 74 year old Covid hermit who
lives on 10 acres in a sparsely populated area of the Ozarks. I heat with wood that is leftover by the lumber industry. When cutting oak for lumber only the trunk is used.
The largest town is population 2993. The county is 13k people scattered over 713 square miles.