I didn't have to exactly jump into my woollies overnight but I did have to dress myself up reasonably warm before heading outside this morning. Me and the furry kid weren't long in cranking up the Jeep's heater as temperatures hovered around the freezing mark but it wasn't long before Pheebs had her window down and her nose stuck out into the cold morning air.
I LIKE THE WAY SOME FARMS HAVE THEIR LANEWAY ENTRANCES DONE
A COUPLE NEW BARN BLOCK QUILTS THIS MORNING
Rolling out the Park I pondered which way will we go and what will we do. Headed east and ambled around a few country roads under temporary blue skies taking in the scenery and grabbing a few photos along the way. A lot of farmers out working their fields.
SOON THOSE CURVY LINES OF BROWN WILL BE CURVY LINES OF GREEN
THIS FIELD IS EITHER PLANTED OR WAITING TO BE PLANTED
MAYBE FERTILIZING AND PLANTING AT THE SAME TIME
ARE THEY REAL OR ARE THEY LAWN ORNAMENTS?? HMMMMMMM:))
Knowing of a forest trail not far from Bayfield we parked the Jeep and off we went. But we didn't get far. Still a lot of water around and before long we encountered a muddy bog and that was as far as we could go.
THERE’S PHEEBS RIGHT UP THERE GETTING INTO ALL THE MUD
Luckily I knew of an adjoining grassy trail so we were able to get ourselves a walk in after all. Bit of a wind in the open spaces so I was glad I had on my T-shirt, flannel shirt, photo vest, and nylon jacket. We were home before noon.
LOTS OF INTERESTING SMELLS FOR PHEEBS ALONG THE GRASSY TRAIL
CAME ACROSS THIS GREAT STONE PIG RESTING ON SOME RAILWAY TIES
Still things to do outside around the house but cold air doesn't energize me much so after a half hours puttering I was inside taking advantage of and enjoying warmer air. Stretching out in my comfy recliner I grabbed the TV remote and loaded myself up on a few history, music, and nature shows. Sometimes that is just about as good as it gets.
AND BY GOLLY WE EVEN SAW US SOME COWS
It was just two days ago I had a big cooling fan blowing air on me here in the sunroom while working away on my blog. Tonight I have the fireplace turned on to keep me warm and outside there is a cold rain falling. In two days it is supposed to be 70 degrees. Crazy stuff this weather.
GROANER’S CORNER:(( Donald Trump, Albert Einstein and Pablo Picasso have all died. Due to a glitch in the mundane/celestial time-space continuum, all three arrive at the Pearly Gates more or less simultaneously, even though their deaths have taken place decades apart. The first to present himself to Saint Peter is Einstein. Saint Peter questions him. "You look like Einstein, but you have NO idea the lengths certain people will go to, to sneak into Heaven under false pretenses. Can you prove who you really are?" Einstein ponders for a few seconds and asks, "Could I have a blackboard and some chalk?" Saint Peter complies with a snap of his fingers. The blackboard and chalk instantly appear. Einstein proceeds to describe with arcane mathematics and symbols his special theory of relativity. Saint Peter is suitably impressed. "You really *are* Einstein! Welcome to heaven!" The next to arrive is Picasso. Once again Saint Peter asks for his credentials. Picasso doesn't hesitate. "Mind if I use that blackboard and chalk?" Saint Peter says, "Go ahead." Picasso erases Einstein's scribbles and proceeds to sketch out a truly stunning mural. Bulls, satyrs, nude women: he captures their essences with but a few strokes of the chalk. Saint Peter claps. "Surely you are the great artist you claim to be! Come on in!" The last to arrive is Donald Trump. Saint Peter scratches his head. "Einstein and Picasso both managed to prove their identity. How can you prove yours?" Trump looks bewildered, "Who in the hell are Einstein and Picasso?" Saint Peter rolls his eyes and sighs, "Come on in, Donald."
Q: How can you tell when a redneck has a wedding?
A: When there is tobacco spit on both sides of the truck.