Breakfast This Morning is an Egg On An English Muffin

Simple but very tasty!!

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Good Morning! Folks always ask how I’m still going at my age—I tell ’em it’s all about good habits and low expectations.

It’s a nice day here this morning in the north. The sun’s out, doing her thing, and what birds are sticking around for winter are at the feeder, and the fall colours—well, they’re showing off too. Reds, oranges, yellows—the kind of colours that stop you for a minute. The air is a touch cool, but the sun is balancing it out, making you just want to stand there and take it all in. All in all, it’s a pretty nice thing to see and feel first thing in the morning.

Highway 522 these days is slow at times, but as the day progresses, so do the people. I’ve also noticed there are a lot of motorcycles out and about, with riders eager to enjoy the fine weather while it lasts—and I can’t say I blame them. Having ridden motorcycles years ago, I’d describe it as the kind of day when you just want to feel the wind on your face, and see the road stretching out ahead. Kind of miss those days, with my black leather jacket—and my hair slicked back with Vaseline.

On another note, yesterday I worked outside all day, cleaning up my shop and tending to the gardens. It was a good day, in spite of the weather, and I got a lot done. Can’t beat a day living in the country doing the things you enjoy. That’s for sure!

Today, I’m not sure what I’ll be doing. It’s one of those days where I have a lot to do but don’t feel like doing any of it. You know—the kind of day where a to-do list looks more like a wish list? I kind of think that sometimes it’s just better to sit back, sip some coffee, and let the world spin for a while. After all, tomorrow is another day, and those chores will still be waiting for me.

With that I am off for my breakfast that my lovely wife is preparing for me, an egg on an English Muffin covered with some good old aged cheddar cheese. And after that, a cup of hot cocoa on the front porch. Why? “Just because I can!”

You all have a great day, and I will leave you with these few words that my old Dad said to me many times: “Work hard, but always take time to enjoy the view.” GW

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Good Morning! You know, the older I get, the more I realize, there’s no point in rushing, as the day’ll move along just fine without me.

It’s a cloudy morning here, and we’re getting some pretty strong gusts of wind off and on, which are knocking down quite a few of our fall leaves. It seems like it happens this way every year. On top of that, we’re in for some rain this morning and throughout the day. But despite all that, we might see a little bit of sunshine later in the day.

Yesterday, I worked the morning away at my computer, but in the afternoon, I managed to get a lot of outdoor work done. There’s still plenty to do, though—the vegetable garden needs tilling, and the grass is growing like crazy. We also have to close up the cottage for the year and winterize it, and I suppose it’s time to start thinking about putting the snow tires on the car. It feels early, but around here, the weather can change pretty fast.

On the bright side, we’ve got our firewood in for winter, and my little woman has been steadily putting away food from the garden. That’ll sure come in handy when the snow’s blowing, and it’ll save us quite a bit of money, too, considering how much groceries cost these days. I swear, every time we leave the store, my wallet’s a lot lighter.

As for today, well, it’s an adventure waiting to unfold. I do have some projects calling my name in the woodworking shop, so I might wander out there after a bit. But first, I’m going to enjoy the breakfast my lovely wife is cooking up for me, there is nothing like a little homemade goodness to kick off the day! After that, we’ll just see where the winds of fate take me. Around here, plans can shift faster than a breeze rustling through the leaves! Especially this time of year.

You all have a great day and remember to keep it simple and enjoy life! GW

“A Peek at Our Fall Colors Surrounding Our Property”

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Good Morning! You know, at my age, if you wake up achin’, it’s a good sign you’re still alive and kickin’.

Once again, it looks like we’re in for another fine day here in Northern Ontario, Canada. The leaves on the trees are sure putting on a show this year. If there was a contest for the best painter, ‘Aside from my Lovely Wife‘, Mother Nature would take the top spot. Walking around the property, I can’t seem to get enough of her surrounding beauty. The colors, the way the trees sway in the breeze, it’s a reminder of how lucky my wife and I are to live here in the north. Simple as that. Nothing fancy, just pure, natural beauty.

Highway 522 was a bit busier than usual yesterday, with hunters making their way into the area. It’ll stay like that until after Christmas, I figure. Still, it’s nice to see folks out and about, enjoying themselves while this good weather lasts.

Yesterday, my wife and I took some time to sit out on the front deck with a freshly perked cup of coffee. It was real nice, just enjoying the view of our property. After that, I finally got around to cleaning up the woodworking shop, it sure was a mess after all the work I’ve been doing lately. Not that I’m complaining, mind you. Where would I be without it? My old Dad always said, “Tools are only as good as the man usin’ them,” and boy, he was right. Nowadays, you’ve got fellas with gadgets so fancy, you’d think they were fixing to build a rocket. But hand them a hammer, and you might want to stand back, or put your hard hat on!

On another note, today I’ve got some more outside work to do. With the weather being so nice, I can’t stand the thought of being cooped up inside. So after my lovely wife makes breakfast for me, I’ll head on outdoors. Hmm, maybe I’ll enjoy a cup of turmeric tea on the front porch first. Good stuff for keeping the inflammation down, which is something a lot of us old timers are all too familiar with these days. ‘It’s pretty hard to beat Mother Nature when it comes to her healing properties.‘

With that, you all have a great day, and I will leave you with this. “Your life and body are like a well-tended garden—take care of it, and you’ll enjoy the harvest for years to come.” GW

Good Morning! I’ve got a true story to share with you today, one that’s been on my mind for years.

I remember sitting on a stump by a creek with my old friend Gray Wolf. I was just a kid back then, not sure what to do with my life. My dad had sent me off to live with someone else, and I felt like he didn’t want me anymore. It hurt, but I didn’t know how to fix it.

Gray Wolf sat beside me, quiet as always. I looked up at him and asked, “What do you think about life? Mine sure doesn’t feel like much right now.”

He didn’t answer right away, instead, he watched the creek, letting the water talk for a bit. Then, in that calm, steady way of his, he said, “Life, boy, is like this stream. It don’t stop when it hits a stone. No… it moves around, finds a new path. You have to be like the stream. You make your own way, even if it twists and turns.”

I listened. He didn’t say much, but he didn’t need to. The creek spoke for him, and I began to see that life wasn’t about everything going smooth; it was about learning to flow around the rocks and keep moving forward, no matter what.

Then Gray Wolf looked at me again, his dark eyes full of something I couldn’t quite understand at that time. “The path don’t matter much,” he said, “as long as you keep going. You choose which way. The stones… they help you find it.”

As I grew older, his words made a lot of sense.

I never forgot those words and you know—over the years I have found that sometimes life takes you places you didn’t expect, but there’s always a way around, just like Gray Wolf said. I have also found that sometimes, the rocks in the stream aren’t there to block you—they’re there to guide you.

So there you go, an event that happened many years ago. You can take it for what it’s worth.

On another note, we’re in the midst of a few clouds this morning here in Cottage Country, and we might see a brief shower or two. But after that, things should clear up, and the sun will be with us once again. I have to say, it’s a beautiful time of year. Truth be told, I even love the smell of the air right now. Everything seems to carry a touch of freshness—the earth, the trees, even the breeze feels like it’s whispering that fall is on its way.

Highway 522 has quieted down considerably, yet the locals still wander about, making their way here and there. There isn’t much to see, but somehow they always manage to find something to keep themselves occupied. It makes me scratch my head from time to time. But then again, as I always say, to each their own.

Other than that, I don’t have much to share this morning, other than, my wife and I managed to get the grass cut yesterday, and gathered a nice pile of leaves for the vegetable garden. Later, I’ll rototiller them in to help things grow next spring. It’s a good way to make use of what we have, and it doesn’t cost a thing!

With that I am off for my breakfast that my lovely wife has put together and will then see what the day has in store.

You all have a great day and I will leave you with this. “Life’s a bit like a good cup of coffee: take it slow, savor each sip, and don’t let it get cold.” GW