Up until today, everybody has been soaked to the bone.   

I say, up to today, because ...

Today we have snow! Can you see the grouse?

I walked around the block this morning. No snowshoes, yet.

The night shift didn't do too much last night.

A weasel came on the deck this afternoon to check out the recyclables. He wasn't afraid of us.

I was in the garage when I heard a racket in the bush, followed by a big womp. The birch fell from the weight of the snow, I guess.

The Don Fraser Bypass this afternoon.

Our driveway.

Gotta shovel out the old boat.

 

A couple of pics from Grasshopper's camera. 

Who you lookin' at? 

Faster than Flash.

George watching me give treats to the whiskey jacks.

Pretty boy.

A red wing black bird in the snow this morning.

 

Har, har har.

HEY! DO NOT FORGET  TO DO THIS TOMORROW NIGHT.

After we chatted last Thursday I hauled up some of that beaver wood on Paul's trailer.

and in the wheel barrow, and a couple of long ones on my shoulder.

Sun down Thursday evening.

Friday morning, the night shift got a little work done.

Foggy start to the day.

 Then it burned off to a beautiful fall day.

Except for a little sun Saturday afternoon, when Grasshopper came home, it's been crappy ever since.  I did brave the pouring rain to get an update on the night shift's work. It's getting a little precarious. Looks like they are running in and taking a couple of bites and running for the hills. I wonder if we will hear it when it falls.

I feel yer pain little buddy.

This is my problem.

I would, if I could.

Turn up the volume! 

Click Here.   

Yeah Baby! We had sun ALL day yesterday! 

Guess who was waiting for me, like an hour before Jose got frosty toes.

Yup, Buddy and Wasisname. 

It's coming.

"Hey dude, ya want me to turn these panel by myself?"

Frosty.

Can you feel it?

They can't wait for the fly thru window to open.

George scored a small mouse. He ate it whole and alive. He normally eviscerates them like a pro.

In a few short weeks this will become one huge solar reflector.

The sun going down on meeee. 

Frost on the deck door this morning.
 

Foggy.

Who's up for a boat ride?

You could get frosted buns. Isn't that what life jackets are for?

Sun coming thru Wolf's Bay.

I remembered to turn the panels last evening.

No bare toes for me, Jose, 'cause I do have holes in my feet.

BAM!

My shadow, I missed you, Buddy.

So peaceful, if more people could experience something like this, the world would be a much better place.

This is the birch that the beavers have been working on for about a week.

Probably a week's worth of burning in that tree.

More work being done on the Don Fraser Bypass. I'll have to go and take out the stumps before someone hooks a ski on one. I take these small logs home too, it all burns. I wonder if the beavers say, "Hey Joe, didn't we leave a log right here?"

They are even "flagging" future cuts.

A blue jay on what we call the Robin's branch, the tallest tree on the property.

Only one joke for you today. I've wasted too much time already this morning. 

Click Here. You asked for it. Har, har har.