The turn of the calendar is upon us. At least it is upon me. Four years – five extra days – almost an extra week – I have come to the end of the alphabet for the A to Z Challenge, but I have not come to the end of the year. The last time this happened, I did a post about the Interrobang. I did a post about the Greek omicron/omega. The best I have to offer is
Kузнецов
My name – Kuznetsov, in Cyrillic script. (My father’s name was Cyril.) The Russians have an aircraft carrier named Admiral Kuznetsov. It is trapped in the Baltic Sea. They do not dare sail it out of sight of land, especially with the current contretemps with The Ukraine, lest it change its designation, and become a submarine.
There is a small town named Smithville, about 60 miles toward Niagara Falls. In eastern Russia, there is a small city named Kuznetsk – the equivalent to Smithville.
In two weeks we will return to our regularly scheduled letters. Do I hear a da, boychik??




