WINTER SURE CAN PRETTY ITSELF UP WHEN IT WANTS TO

 ON OUR WAY INTO BAYFIELD THIS MORNING

A continuing overnight heavier snowfall once again left us with a morning's winter wonderland.  With no wind to blow the snow off trees, pine boughs were bent low in majestic display.  A nice scenic way to start the day despite our cold 27F temps which actually rose to 32F later making today's snow crunchy.

 THIS FIRST GROUP OF PICTURES ARE FROM OUR FIVE SEASONS ESTATES PARK

Our travels didn't take Pheebs and I too far this morning.  Took a few photos right here in our Park then rolled into Bayfield.  As much as I don't care for winter it sure can pretty itself up when it wants to.  It's always especially nice in our Park where the wind doesn't get in and pile up the snow.  And when it does snow the flakes just come straight down as a rule.  

 THAT BLUE LOOKING SKY WAS ACTUALLY A DARK GREY

 ROADS WERENT AS BAD AS THEY LOOKED

 A MONDAY MORNING WALK ALONG BAYFIELD'S SOUTH PIER

 ONLY ONE LONE FISHERMAN OUT TODAY

I think the Bayfield bridge builders have maybe shut things partially down for the winter.  I'm not seeing a lot of activity going on around the construction site since a week before Christmas.  No big machines moving around and only a few scattered workers here and there.

 BAYFIELD'S WATER TANK

 AND WE EVEN GOT SOME BOOTS AND PAWS ON THE GROUND IN THE CEMETERY

Winter in Bayfield is very quiet compared to the summer's bustling tourist traffic.  I kinda like the quietness of winter and the cozy slumber of a once quaint little fishing village.  There is still much of old Bayfield to be found with its older main street buildings and tree-lined back streets.  Numbers of small original cottages mix in quite well with newer million-dollar homes.  They all seem to go hand in hand with each other making Bayfield a well sought out hamlet for many retired folks from the bigger cities.  I've been familiar with Bayfield for most of my life and have always liked it.  I think my earliest memories here were from back in the 50s.  Even if I tried, I don't think there is one thing I could find fault with about this little town.  It doesn't even have a traffic light and how nice is that eh:))

 PROBABLY ONE OF BAYFIELD'S MOST ICONIC HOUSES

 I WONDER HOW MANY PEOPLE REMEMBER THE OLD 50'S TUNE GREEN DOOR

Home again I grabbed my snow shovel and moved a little bit of snow around.  Keywords there were 'little bit'.  I basically walked along behind my shovel clearing the half-inch of fallen snow along my pathways and around the birdfeeders.

 MY LAST PHOTO OF THE DAY TAKEN AT THE END OF OUR DRIVEWAY SHOES A PATCH OF BLUE SKY OUT OVER LAKE HURON......AND THAT'S THE LAST BLUE SKY I SAW FOR THE REST OF THE DAY

My Oncologist Doctor called today to say he was pleased with my PSA numbers and we'll do the next test in 6 months.  So far so good:))    

Haven't mentioned this for a while but just a reminder.  Due to being hacked twice on Facebook a few years ago, I do not accept 'Friend Requests'.  Nothing personal, I just don't trust Facebook to protect me from being hacked again.  And, I'm not a big Facebook user anyway.  I drop my blog in it at the end of each day and that is about it.

GROANER'S CORNER:((   Farmer John lived on a quiet rural highway. But, as time went by, the traffic slowly built up at an alarming rate. The traffic was so heavy and so fast that his chickens were being run over at a rate of three to six a day.  So one day Farmer John called the sheriff's office and said, "You've got to do something about all of these people driving so fast and killing all of my chickens."  "What do you want me to do?" asked the sheriff.  "I don't care, just do something about those crazy drivers!" So the next day he had the county workers go out and erected a sign that said: SLOW--SCHOOL CROSSING.  Three days later Farmer John called the sheriff and said, "You've got to do something about these drivers. The 'school crossing' sign seems to make them go even faster."  So, again, the sheriff sends out the county workers and they put up a new sign: SLOW: CHILDREN AT PLAY.  That really sped them up. So Farmer John called and called and called every day for three weeks. Finally, he asked the sheriff, "Your signs are doing no good. Can I put up my own sign?" The sheriff told him, "Sure thing, put up your own sign." He was going to let the FarmerJohn do just about anything in order to get him to stop calling every day to complain.  The sheriff got no more calls from Farmer John. Three weeks later, curiosity got the best of the sheriff and he decided to give Farmer John a call. "How's the problem with those drivers. Did you put up your sign?"  "Oh, I sure did. And not one chicken has been killed since then. I've got to go. I'm very busy." He hung up the phone.  The sheriff was really curious now and he thought to himself, "I'd better go out there and take a look at that sign... it might be something that WE could use to slow down drivers..." So the sheriff drove out to Farmer John's house, and his jaw dropped the moment he saw the sign. It was spray-painted on a sheet of wood:  NUDIST COLONY GO SLOW AND WATCH OUT FOR THE CHICKS

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A: Opposites attract.

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