WISHED I HAD THOUGHT TO SEND WILLY A BLINDFOLD FOR CHRISTMAS

 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

It was into Bayfield we went for a little snoofle around town with Pheebs back in her good old front seat navigator spot.  Although the day looked pretty it sure didn't feel pretty with the morning's cold winter air being whipped around by southwesterly winds.  We were home again about 40 minutes later and didn't waste any time hustling ourselves out of the toasty Jeep and right into our warm toasty house.

 HEADING HOME

While reading in my sunroom recliner with sunshine beaming through the windows and alighting warmly upon me it wasn't long before I shuffled off to la-la land for an afternoon siesta.  I like when that happens.  My mind, not exactly full of dancing sugar plum fairies, drifted off to that Wiarton Willy fella up there in that Wiarton Ontario place.  A month from now at this time we will already be six days past groundhog day.  I hope Wiarton Willy does not see his shadow this year because already this winter is too long!!  Wished I had thought to send Willy a blindfold for Christmas. 

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Black Fella to White Fella........

Dear white fella,
There's a coupla things you oughta know.
Firstly
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 !!

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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?"

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