Muscovite Mouths

One final thing about Russia.

Well, two.

Plus some photos.

Keeping It (Un)real in Moscow

Our Russian child sent us there but he needn’t have. Its cheerful pointy roofs enticed from the skyline across the rubble of the deserted lot on the way to our accommodation.

Street Tree Special

When your certified-wood-bearing trees are flagging a bit under the strain of winter or pollution or drought, be glad that there is a solution at hand: electric trees. Not their most vivacious by day…

The Kremlin, Dominion of Domes

I am besotted with the domed roofs of the Moscow Kremlin. Fair warning. I have tried to keep them to a manageable number in this post but I can’t help but think you’ll love them too and either forgive their frequent appearances or be hankering for more.

Roaming the Red

Well, there goes another assumption. The Red Square is not designated ‘red’ because of the communists nor because of these blokes who had flocked there the day The BB and I arrived.

Mixing It Up In Moscow

I’m flying over Russia.

Surreal words. They warp me to a time where this was impossible. (It is a strange feeling to be grappling with an outdated mindset obtained second-hand.)