Long time, where ya been? We've been busy. You might need a coffee.

Ice fog March 9.

Fallen angel?

Mrs. Henny Penny.

Where's da birdie?

1 1/3 inches of rain last weekend.

Tuesday, Bonehead and Big Luke coming thru the slush for happy hour and a pasketti supper.

Big Luke cat fishing.

Flinches.

Who doesn't luv fresh snow and sun shine?

Last Friday I put in a special order for fresh snow for Josie's LXIX'th birthday.

Brown's bakery was busy.

Checking out Rachel and James' wedding pics.

Get a bib, yer gonna drool.

,and somebody was afraid that there wouldn't be enough food!

View from the lofty loft. You might see, Razor, TT, Matt, Mandy, Mary, Grasshopper, Josie, Bryan, Barb, Gord, James, Rachel, Sir Edwin, and Jayashri. 

TT made the cake and Jose decorated it.

More dessert.

Yesterday, while you were making holes in the ozone, we were making holes in the ice with Karrie with  a "C", Grace, Scarlet, Bonehead, and Big Luke.

Fire starting 101.

Diesel and Sally chillin'.

One man's bait is another man's shore lunch.

Shore lunch at camp lotta bull.

And how was your week?

Today's not-so-funny.

Guess what happened yesterday.

You'll never get it.

Give up?

OK I'll tell you.

 It snowed! Now, some people, mostly those with no sense of humor, won't see the humor in that. Har, har, har.

 

But, I hope that they can still see the beauty in it.

 

 

Art work by the BVWSQ.

You might recognize this old stump in the back yard, it's about 3 feet high. 

Some of you have been, or will be soon on the white beaches of the Caribbean. I'll bet that it's not as pretty as this, or white as this, or as free as this.

 Speaking of snow, check out this pic from my son in Ypsilanti, MI. The sun popped out, very hot, for a few minutes, melting all of the snow that was not in the shadows. Very coooool.

Here's an easy as pie recipe from Burgessville.

First, grill up some ham slices.

Then, add salsa.

Next, cheese.

 As they say in Norwich, vwalaw. I call it the very, very thinnest crust pizza.

 It's a couple of feet drop down to where the birds eat.

It's that time again, you know what to do.

And do this, too.

RIP Tom, you had a way with words.

Click me, one of my favorite. 


Ok, one more.


One last one.

Still snowing this morning.
 

Last evening we had a better late than never birthday dinner for TT. Unfortunately this was the only pic that came out. On the menu was stuffed spare ribs, fried chicken, fried rice, Singapore noodles, and chow mein. But, everybody went home hungry 'cause there were no fish balls. Attending was TT, of course, Razor, Bryan, Grasshopper, Jose, Jolene, and me. Sir Edwin was in the health center getting his ticker reset.

Ice melting off of clothes line pulley.

View out the kitchen window.

Beans and wieners, Little Tomiko style.

Home made beans.

Home made brown bread.

Dogs in the wood stove.

TADAA!

Fine tuning a fish fry.

Just testing.

Walking around the block.

Still melting.

Hairy Woodpecker

Black-capped Chickadee. 

This guy looks a little different.

The Grouse are still coming to the feeder.

That different looking bird turned out to be a Boreal Chickadee.

They have more brown than the black-capped.

 Mr. and Mrs. Pine Grosbeak.

 

 Another visitor was the Northern Shrike. They are small raptors who feed on small birds. This one appears to have gone to George the cat's school of bird hunting at bird feeders.

 

 

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