Looks can be deceiving and so it was when Kelly pulled back our winter curtains shortly after 7 a.m. and I saw an encouraging pink sunrise. Yes we ended up with a nice looking sunshiny morning but hard blowing icy winds drove the wind chill factor through the bottom of the barrel. A nice start to the day to look at but not a nice morning to be outside in the freezing wind.....and by afternoon the Sun was gone. I think even Pheebs sensed the cold because she showed no desire to head out for a walk. So, we didn't.
|ROLLING OUT OF THE PARK IT WAS NICE TO SEE BLUE SKIES AHEAD|
|GODERICH'S HARBOR ENTRANCE TO THE RIGHT|
|SHIPS ENTERING HARBOR WILL HAVE SOME ICE TO PLOW THROUGH|
|LAKE HURON WATERS CONTINUE TO FREEZE UP|
|SHIPS ENTERING OR LEAVING HARBOR PASS BETWEEN THAT STRUCTURE ON THE LEFT AND THE SMALLER STRUCTURE ON THE RIGHT|
|ROAD BEGINNING TO DRIFT IN A BIT FROM THE LEFT|
|WINDS WHIPPING SNOW OF THE TOPS OF SNOWBANKS A TAD UP THERE ON THE LEFT|
|THIS IS WHAT WE CALL 'GROUND DRIFTING' AND IF THE SNOWBANK ON THE RIGHT HAD BEEN 3 FEET HIGHER VISIBILITY WOULD HAVE BEEN DIFFICULT|
|STOPPED IN THE LEE OF A FOREST OUT OF THE WIND|
|LOTS OF DEER TRACKS HERE FOR PHEEBS TO CHECK OUT|
::Al's Musical Favs:: The Impending Death Of The Virgin Spirit by Will Ackerman
GROANER'S CORNER:(( It seems that there was a little old church out in the countryside: painted white and with a high steeple. One Sunday, the pastor noticed that his church needed painting. He checked out the Sunday ads and found a paint sale. The next day, he went into town and bought a gallon of white paint. He went back out to the church and began the job. He got done with the first side. It was looking great. But he noticed he had already used a half gallon. He didn't want to run back in town and being the creative person that he was, he found a gallon of thinner in the shed out back, and began to thin his paint. It worked out great. He finished the remaining three sides with that last half gallon of paint. That night, it rained: it rained hard. The next morning when he stepped outside of the parsonage to admire his work, he saw that the first side was looking great, but that the paint on the other three sides had washed away. The pastor looked up in sky in anguish and cried out, "What shall I do?" A voice came back from the heavens saying, "Repaint, and thin no more!"
During a performance for the high school talent show at the local theater, a hole was cracked in the stage floor. Subsequent acts managed to avoid the damaged area until little Freddy, juggling bowling pins, accidentally stepped through the hole up to his knee. He apologized to the audience for his clumsiness. But a heckler in the back of the theater shouted: "Don't worry, Freddy! It's just a stage you're going through!"