CAN'T IMAGINE IT BEING ANY WAY ELSE

It was an earlier than normal start to our day with only one of us leaving the house before dawn.  Kelly had an appointment at the Goderich Hospital for a 7:45 a.m. Ultra-Sound.  Had the weather or roads been bad I would have driven her up but with clear visibility and bare roads she hustled off on her own.  Already up and on our feet Pheebs and I rolled out earlier than usual also.  Gray skies prevailed and finding any photos was a challenge.  Had to use a few photos that never made the cut a week or two ago.  It was just another one of those cold damp uninspiring mornings again.  Aside from picking up some bird seed at Sun Country in Clinton our day didn't amount to much.

ONE OF ONTARIO'S FIRST STATE OF THE ART DIRECT ELECTRIC WIND TURBINES

OH WAIT A MINUTE....A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE SHOWS THAT JUST ISN'T SO

In a blog comment Judi asked about the dog food our Vet prescribed for Pheebs these next 30 days. Suspecting a possible food allergy they have put her on Royal Canin's Canine Vegetarian Dry and Caned Dog Food.  We have not seen any head shaking since returning from the Vet a few days ago after they swabbed and medicated both her ears.   

I WONDER IF THEY HAVE A WARM HERALAYAN SALT SCRUB AS WELL

Although I so enjoy traveling around the scenic countryside most every day I came to the conclusion many years ago I would have not made a good farmer or rancher.  I just simply don't have what it takes to handle that kind of stress and continuous workload.  I like being a country tourist but I would probably not enjoy the tedious work involved with owning a farm.  In my opinion a farmer/rancher has to be a jack of all trades to be successful and that is definitely not me.  A farmer also has be some kind of a financial wizard and that sure leaves me out too.  Working from dawn to dusk would not have been my idea of a having a great day.  Sitting on a tractor plowing or harvesting fields for hours at a time might be great for the short term but I know I would have soon tired of that.  Having to make difficulty life and death decisions regarding animals would have torn me apart.  I'd probably have all the chickens in the house comfortably nesting in cupboards, horses in the dining room and cows in the kitchen with pigs resting comfortably in the den.  Probably a hundred stray cats and dogs in the house out of the cold as well.  The financial stress of running a farm in adverse weather conditions with constantly threatening crop failures would end any sleep I could ever have imagined.  Having to buy any piece of farm machinery over five dollars could easily have crossed my eyes permanently.  With cows to milk seven days a week fifty two weeks of the year, sheep to shear, chickens to feed, pigs to cuddle, and horses to hug it doesn't leave much time for any of that pleasant going away vacation stuff.  Thoughts of cold days spent in the bush cutting firewood would leave me frazzled in my pyjamas.  Or having to get up at 3 a.m. to shovel a winter's path to the barn.  Yikes!!  Nope, I'm quite happy toodling through the countryside without any of the above worries or heavy responsibilities.  Don't call me city slicker though but I will accept 'small town boy.'

With a thin snow fall in the late afternoon air Pheebs and I did make it out for a walk through our pine forest.  Snow is only about an inch deep and with no wind it was Okay to be outside for a short while. 

THE UNFINISHED NEW ROAD AROUND THE CORNER FROM OUR PLACE OFFERS ANOTHER NEW PLACE TO WALK NOW......IF YOU DON'T MIND MUDDY BOOTS

Thanks to everyone for your positive encouragement again and I do apologize for these up and down mood swings of mine.  It seems I am up or I am down with not as many shades of gray in between any more.  To no avail I have told myself many times not to dump my 'frumpy' feelings into the blog but it just seems to fall on deaf ears each time and my feelings have a habit of running right out of me to my keyboard.  I do have the option not to publish what I write but I seem to ignore that option too often and hit the publish button anyway.  I sometimes feel better about what I have said and sometimes not.  Sometimes I embarrass myself.  Sometimes I want to quit blogging altogether and sometimes I think I'd like to keep my blog going forever.  Tis a very mixed up fellow I am and it's been that way always.  Can't imagine it being any way else.  Just think how boring it must be having a perfect day every day.

::An Archive Memory::  You wouldn't think we would be looking for pumpkins and palm trees in the rock strewn desert sands and Badlands of Anza-Borrego Desert State Park but on February 12th of 2012 that is just what we were doing near Borrego Springs, California.  Our Mission Today....Find An Oasis Or Two Plus A Pumpkin Patch

::Al's Musical Favs:: Waters Of Assiya by Richard Bone

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Hollywood Squares:: These great questions and answers are from the days when ' Hollywood Squares' game show responses were spontaneous, not scripted, as they are now. Peter Marshall was the host asking the questions, of course..
Q. Do female frogs croak? 
A. Paul Lynde: If you hold their little heads under water long enough. 
Q. If you're going to make a parachute jump, at least how high should you be.
A. Charley Weaver: Three days of steady drinking should do it.. 
Q. You've been having trouble going to sleep. Are you probably a man or a woman? 
A. Don Knotts: That's what's been keeping me awake.
Q. As you grow older, do you tend to gesture more or less with your hands while talking?

A. Rose Marie: You ask me one more growing old question Peter, and I'll give you a gesture you'll never forget!!

Q. Jackie Gleason recently revealed that he firmly believes in them and has actually seen them on at least two occasions. What are they? 

A. Charley Weaver: His feet.

Q. Back in the old days, when Great Grandpa put horseradish on his head, what was he trying to do? 

A. George Gobel: Get it in his mouth.

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A gang of Beavers roamed main street last night and cut down all the trees along the way.  Police are stumped.

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