This week I was visited by my brother Michael and his family. That was a delight although I may have been a bit tardy in answering your e-mails. Now, when he is on his way to Canada I’m back in circulation.

The newer and better version of Pasha

It looks, however, that in a few days my mate Alexandra will be dragging me out to Kuzomen for our traditional August vacation in the polar desert inhabited by the famous “wild horses” of Kuzomen.

Kuzomen cemetery. We gave the skull the most decent burial we could.

And this is one of the supposedly wild but in reality extremely spoiled homeless horses roaming the fields around Kuzomen and often taking food almost by force from shoppers emerging from the local store.