SUNDAYS ARE KIND OF LIKE THAT

 A FILE PHOTO FROM A YEAR AGO ON THE LAST DAY OF FEBRUARY

Some days time just seems to go backwards.  Sundays are kind of like that and today was no exception.  Never took any photos and spent most of the day in my recliner reading and snoozing.  The only thing I have is a post from a year ago at this time entitled: Pheebs Says, "Awww Nuts My Dad Got The Jeep Stuck This Morning"

GROANER'S CORNER:(( The young preacher started his sermon by explaining the meaning of a substitute. "If you break a window," he said, "and then place a piece of plywood over the hole -- that's a substitute."  After the sermon, a well-intentioned woman wished to compliment the young man. As she enthusiastically shook his hand, she said: "You were no substitute. You were a real pane!"

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GLAD WE STAYED RIGHT HERE IN GOOD OLD CANADA

 AFTERNOON'S WALK IN OUR PARK'S HARDWOOD BUSH

Our dark and overcast morning turned itself into a bright sunny afternoon.  Temperatures slowly rose and shortly after lunch skies cleared and we had us a big melt going on.  The large curving chunks of snow on our carport finally slid off and we're beginning to see some small patches of ground appearing here and there again.  Morning's country roads were smooshy but Pheebs and I made our rounds anyway.  Had the predicted rains materialized the roads would have been a lot worse.  Rain predicted for Sunday so we might have to stay on pavement.

 ON THIS GLOOMY MORNING I ONLY TOOK ONE PHOTO

 LOVE TO SEE SIGNS OF SNOW MELTING

With the sun's appearance in early afternoon picking up my spirits I headed outside.  Aware that both Scooter's roof vents needed cleaning I decided to make that my mission so with screwdriver in hand I tackled the project.  Brought the vents inside and cleaned them up.  Amazingly enough, I even managed to re-install them correctly.  Nothing upside down or backwards and I didn't even lose half the screws.  Will wonders ever cease.

 OUR BATHROOM VENT HAD A LOT OF PINE NEEDLE DEBRIS IN IT

 VACUUMING UP SOME PINE NEEDLES FROM THE FRONT VENT OVER THE CAB

 HAD MYSELF A SIT-DOWN IN THE RIG'S RECLINER

Sad days for little Ella.  The new puppy didn't work out.  Lucy had some medical issues and a decision was made to re-home her.  It doesn't look like there will be another doggy in Ella's life any time soon.  Sad. 

 PHEEBS WAS ABLE TO WALK ON THIS SNOWY FOOTPATH BUT I KEPT SINKING IN SO IT WASN'T A LONG WALK

 WITH THE GROUND THAWING OUT THE PARK'S BUSH ROADS ARE GETTING MUDDY....AND SO IS THE INSIDE OF THE JEEP WITH MUDDY PAW PRINTS

 HAD I NOT HAD THE JEEP IN FOUR WHEEL DRIVE WE COULD HAVE VERY EASILY BEEN STUCK IN THIS SOFT MUD TODAY

Normally, if we were RVing somewhere in the Southwest right now, my eyes would already be cast along northeasterly travel routes thinking about our journey home.  In our first 6 years of travels those thoughts never entered my mind until middle to late March if they even began at all.  For those first few years I never wanted to come home at all and we even spent time thinking and talking about how we could move to the southwest permanently.  In the last number of years though things changed and we always found ourselves anxious to get home.  In retrospect, due in part to America's current political instability we're glad we decided to stay right here in good old Canada:))

 RUNNING IN THE SNOW

GROANER'S CORNER:((   An actor had been out of work for 15 years because he always forgot his lines. Then one day he got a phone call from a director who wanted him for a big part in a play. All he had to say was “Hark! I hear the cannon roar! After much worry the actor decided to take the role. Opening night arrived, and while he waited in the wings, the actor muttered to himself “Hark! I hear the cannon roar! Hark! I hear the cannon roar! The time for the entrance finally came and as the actor made his appearance, he heard a loud brooooom! He turned around and said, “what the hell was that?”

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SUNNY DAY

 GODERICH SHORELINE

We had ourselves a very welcome big bright sunny day.

 AFTERNOON WALK IN OUR PARK

GROANER'S CORNER:((  Doctor: “I’ve found a great new drug that can help you with your sleeping problem.”  Patient: “Great, how often do I have to take it?”  Doctor: “Every two hours.”

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AND THAT WHICH WE WOULD LIKE TO BE REAL

 WALKING ON THIS MORNINGS FROZEN SNOW

Pheebs and I hadn't been over around the other side of Clinton for awhile so stopping at Hortons I picked up a coffee at the drive-thru and away we went.   It was a fine sunny Thursday morning.  Never quite reached the freezing mark today but that was okay, we had our windows down for the most part anyway.  Sunshine through the Jeep windows felt good.

 MORNING SUNSHINE

 TRACKS TO THE WATER HOLE

 WILD TURKEYS

 OLD SNOWMOBILE TRACKS LEAD TO THE SKY

 DIVIRGING SNOWMOBILE TRACKS RACE FOR THE HORIZON

 MORNING SNOW SHADOWS

 SO NICE TO BE OUT AND ABOUT IN THE COUNTRY SUNSHINE 

Our travels took us northeast of Clinton out past the Hullett-Marsh.  Roads into the Marsh will probably not be open until maybe late March or early April sometime.  No matter, we enjoyed cruising along the country roads taking in all the winter scenery.  A few evergreen groves blended with deep blue skies and stretching fields of white snow made for a scenic winter's morn.

COLD WEATHER DOESN'T DETER THESE HARDY BUILDERS 

 IT WAS THE COLOR RED THAT CAUGHT MY ATTENTION

 CATCHING SOME EARLY MORNING WARM SUNSHINE

 A TYPICAL WELL WORN SNOWMOBILE TRAIL 

Didn't get any walking exercise in but we did make a few roadside stops along the way.  There wasn't a breath of wind in the silent landscape.  Winter air is much quieter than summer air with no bees a buzzing or flies a flying.  No chattering birds or sounds of farm machinery working.  The crisp clean winter air is totally silent out here in these rural farmlands.  

 BUNNY HOPPER TRACKS

Home again about 10:30 there wasn't much I could do outside.  Overnight's freezing temperatures had frozen everything and our snowbanks were like rocks.  Thought I would try pulling some snow off the roof but of course it was all frozen.  I did get the leaf blower going though and blew off a bunch of birdseed debris on our front porch.  At least that was something.  Cleaned some glass in the Jeep.  Friday, Saturday, and Sunday are shaping up to be good melting days with Sunday hitting 40F+ maybe.

 OVERHANGING SNOW ON OUR CARPORT ROOF

 I'M SURE THIS WILL ALL COME TUMBLING DOWN IN FRIDAY'S WARMER TEMPS

Rather than walk along the roads back to our Park's forest this afternoon we took the Jeep back, parked, and took us for a wee walk around the area from there.

 ANIMAL TRACKS IN THE SNOW

I'm in the final pages of finishing a book called Revelations: Alien Contact and Human Deception by author Jacques Vallee.  Well, I must say this book has certainly knocked some of the recently accumulated Cosmic dust right out of me.  Jacques Vallee is a well-respected, well-educated, and well-known Astronomer, Ufologist, Internet Pioneer, and Computer Scientist.  A no-nonsense fellow, he readily rejects much of the UFO hype but he is not an over the top sceptic.  On the contrary, he has had his own sighting.  In his book Revelations, he states: "Mysteries that linger without a solution for such a long time are a powerful irritant for the mind; they tend to trigger wild speculation.  When the very existence of the enigma is flatly denied by arrogant scientists who have not even taken the time to look at the data when the government destroys or covers up the fact that its own employees have actually witnessed some of the best-documented sightings, it is natural for speculation to turn into paranoia, and for research to become derailed by fantastic delusions.  It is at this point that the very people who could help us in our investigations, namely the UFO researchers themselves, become caught up in their own need to believe in the most bizarre theories, for which not a shred of real proof exists."  Vallee also feels the entire subject of UFOs is mystified by charlatans and science fiction.  He advocates a stronger and more serious involvement of science in the UFO research and debate.  He says, only this can reveal the true nature of the UFO phenomenon.  Vallee served as the real-life model for Lacombe, the researcher portrayed by Francois Truffaut in Steven Speilberg's 'Close Encounters Of The Third Kind.  I'm inclined to agree with Mr. Vallee when he also says, "It takes a very critical balance between open-minded acceptance of new facts and a refusal to be swayed by any authority or faith.  And it takes training in that elusive discipline: being able to distinguish clearly between that which is real and that which we would like to be real."  For me personally, I have to be particularly careful with those last few words of his when he states......that which is real and that which we would like to be real.  And that is where I will leave it for now..........I think my next book will be 'Dick and Jane Take Spot For a Walk':))

GROANER'S CORNER:((  A couple who'd been married for over 50 years was sitting on the sofa, when the wife said, "Dear, do you remember how you used to sit close to me?"  He moved over and sat close to her.  "Dear," she continued, "do you remember how you used to hold me tight?"  He reached over and held her tight.  "And," she went on, "do you remember how you used to hug me and kiss me and nibble on my ear?"  With that, her husband got up and started to walk out of the room.  "Where are you going?" she asked.  "Well," answered the husband, "I have to go get my teeth now."

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