Good Morning! Where the cold nips at your nose and the wind cuts through your coat, reminding us that Mother Nature’s got a sense of humor. As, this morning, temperature wise, it seems more like February than March.

Highway 522 is bare and dry this morning, which will make traveling good for those heading out of town. However, in saying that it is still quiet traffic wise, with mostly the locals moving around. But we do live in an out-of-the-way area, that’s for sure. And how I know this… is by watching Nature, as here where we live, the local wildlife has more street smarts than the tourists. Squirrels stop before crossing the highway, and deer wait and look both ways at the stop signs. And occasionally, they nod at ya!

On another note, yesterday, I switched gears and went back to work on my Mystery/Sci-fi book/Novel, a project I’ve been tinkering with for a few years now. When I get those gut feelings, I’ve learned to roll with them. I figure I’ve got about a week’s worth of writing left to finish it, which all totaled is pretty good for a book. I’m hoping/wanting to make it into a series. But as it has been all my life, my mind’s always shifting. We’ll see how it goes.

Politician’s Fact or Fiction: Being a farmer for a good portion of my life, I’ve always said that… “Politicians are like a leaky bucket – you keep filling them up with your hard-earned money, but it just keeps dripping away!”

That’s all I have for this morning folks I am now off for my breakfast that my lovely wife made for me, and will then get to work.

You all have a great day, and I will leave you with this: “The stories of my ancestors are the roots of my being, grounding me in the soil of tradition and nourishing me with the fruits of their wisdom.” I guess that is why I enjoy writing as I do. GW