Good morning, from this corner of the world, where the coffee/cocoa is hot, the gossip’s hotter, and the wisdom flows like molasses.
So how you all doing on this fine February morning. Yes, I got the month right this morning, as yesterday I said it was January 2 instead of February. Slipping up a wee bit in my old age.
Highway 522 is bare and dry this morning, but it is a touch cool out there, which I noticed going to my old woodworking shop earlier, to put some wood in the stove. Getting out of bed, it was sitting at -10.5 C | 13.1 F. However it will warm up a lot as the day moves forward, and on the bright side of things, we are seeing lots of sunshine this morning, which is what we need to stay healthy. I wouldn’t hesitate to bet that if folks were to get more sunshine every day, they’d be healthier overall and wouldn’t need to see the doctor as often. It’s a simple truth, really. You know, most medicines out there these days, they just treat the symptoms. They don’t really get to the root of the problem. But sunshine, now that’s different. It’s like nature’s way of fixing things from the inside out. So, next time you’re not feeling your best, why not head outside and enjoy some sunshine? It’s nature’s way of keeping us in good shape, addressing the root cause, not just covering it up. You’ll feel the difference, You can take that to the bank!
On another note, once again I worked the day away in my woodworking shop on some projects I have on the go, I did do up a new video on one project and today will do another regarding another project. Which should keep this old feller busy for most of the day.
Old Time Wisdom on What Really Matters in Life. My old Dad loved to reminisce about his cottage in Sarasota, Florida by the inland waterways where he spent his winters when he was able. “Those were the days,” he’d sigh, recalling the laughter echoing through the woods and the smell of pine in the air. I would listen, transported back in time to a simpler era, when the only thing that mattered, was the sound of the loons calling across the water. I sure miss them days!
With that I am off for a bowl of Porridge that my lovely wife is making for me and will then head on out to my woodworking shop, but before I leave you for the day remember this: It’s better to be a has-been than a never-was, but it’s best to be a never-was at all! With that floating around in your mind, Have a great day. GW