Good Morning! Another day closer to warmer weather, longer days, and the simple joys of country living.

But walking out to my woodworking shop this morning, the weather looks more like winter than the coming of spring, as everything is/was covered in a blanket of snow. I guess Mother Nature has a bit more to get out of her system. My old Dad used to say: “In spring, don’t cast a clout ’til May is out.” (Meaning: Don’t shed your winter clothing until the end of May, as unexpected cold snaps can still occur.)

Highway 522 is bare as most has melted, with the temperatures hovering a touch above the freezing mark. Away from the highway, though, the snow’s still clinging to everything, making it all look like something out of a postcard.

Yesterday I once again worked away here at my computer, or should say for the morning, and then later on I did a bit of work in my shop. All in all, my day was full, as was my wife’s. It seems there is always something that needs doing when you own a home, especially in the country.

On another note, I did light my shop stove this morning so it would be nice and warm to work in a bit later on. I have a few projects on the go that I would like to finish up. We also had a few visitors at our bird feeder this morning, some wild turkeys. They seem to drop by for a visit a few times a year. And they also know that I won’t hurt them, as they come right up to me asking for some feed. Kind a nice to be able to get close to nature on her own terms. But then again … I am a likable kinda guy, right?

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Politician Fact or Fiction? You know, over the years I have found that politicians are like the town gossip: they’re always stirring up trouble and spreading rumors!

So with that I am off for my breakfast that my lovely wife has ready for me, and will then see what the day has in store. I never know, I head off in one direction and totally do something else.

You all have a great day, and I will leave you with this: “Living in the country means never having to say you’re busy – unless you count watching the clouds drift by or counting the turkeys out by the bird feeder!” GW