|BAYFIELD'S LITTLE INN|
Always nice to see a pinky-orange sunrise through the pine trees. Very rare at this time of year. Sunshine dominated the day and if the long-range fourteen-day forecast is accurate we will not see another sunny day for at least the next two weeks.
|MORNING SUNRISE ON ONE OF MY SHOVELLED PATHS|
|DAPPLED SUNSHINE IN OUR FRONT YARD|
|OUR FRONT YARD POND IS OUT THERE SOMEWHERE UNDER ALL THAT SNOW|
We noticed a definite improvement in Pheebs this morning and she made it quite clear she did not want me going anywhere without her. I set the step beside the passenger door and she was okay getting into the Jeep although hesitant.
|PHEEBS IS BACK IN THE NAVIGATOR'S SEAT|
|IT CERTAINLY IS LOOKING AND FEELING COLD OUT THERE|
|SHORELINE'S ICE AND SNOW ADVANCING WEST ACROSS LAKE HURON'S COLD WATERS|
|WHERE LAKE HURON MEETS THE BAYFIELD RIVER ICE|
|SNOW CLEARING ON BAYFIELD'S MAIN STREET|
|WHERE THERE IS A BIG PILE OF SNOW THERE EVENTUALLY WILL BE KIDS|
|SO NICE TO SEE BLUE SKIES|
|BAYFIELD'S CLAN GREGOR SQUARE|
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Black Fella to White Fella........Dear white fella,
There's a coupla things you oughta know.
When I am born, I'm black.
When I grow up, I'm black.
When I get sick, I'm black.
When I'm cold, I'm black.
When I go out in the sun, I'm black.
And when I get scared, I'm black.
And when I die, yes, I'm still black.
But you white fellas ....
When you born, you pink.
When you grow up, you white.
When you get sick, you green
When you cold, you go blue.
When you go out in the sun, you go red.
And when you get scared, you yellah.
And when you die, you purple
And you call me colored !!
A five-year-old boy went for a weekend trip with his grandparents. On the way home, they stopped at a country restaurant for lunch. The little boy left the table to use the restroom by himself. A moment later he returned with a confused look on his face. He says, "Grandpa, am I a rooster or a hen?"