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

Good Morning! And being morning and walking around outside, I noticed that the trees are starting to show off their buds, and the critters are starting to stir: Like they know something good’s about to happen.

However, it’s a cloudy morning in cottage country, the temperature is hovering around 0.3°C | 32.54°F. We won’t be seeing much sunshine for the next four days. It seems that Old Mother Nature is busy doing her thing, and thankfully, us humans haven’t managed to mess with her work … much. But, some folks keep trying, which, to me, isn’t a good idea. To me, Mother Nature’s like the mind—mysterious. Maybe it’s best we don’t try to figure it all out. Let her be, I say.

Highway 522 was a bit busy yesterday with folks moving around. But that is normal for us on a Friday. Seems everyone is happier on Fridays. Mondays, well … that’s another story. For my wife and I each day carries its own weight; none holds greater importance than the next. It’s simply a matter of perspective that some days seem more significant than others. Whether it’s Sunday or any other day of the week, they are all important, at least for us.

On another note, I didn’t do all that much yesterday, but I did start editing another video, and I am hoping to finish it today. After that, I have to do some searching on the internet for some more books to read, as I am all out of westerns. I enjoy reading them at night in bed. It’s getting harder and harder to find them these days. But in saying that, I know there’s a whole world of stories out there just waiting for me, I just have to find them.

Politician’s, True or False? My old Dad used to say, “Politicians are like the local diner – they’re always open for business, but you never quite get what you ordered!” Same as it is today.

With that settled, I’m off to grab a bite of breakfast, cooked up by my lovely little woman. Once we’re done, we’ll enjoy a nice hot cup of cocoa and some good ol’ chatter. After that, we’ll just have to see what the day’s got in the cards for us.

With that I will leave you with this: The old one knows, and said from time to time, that even the chickens take their time crossing the road, stopping to scratch, peck, and ponder life’s big questions. Maybe we humans can learn something from them few words? GW

Good morning, where the soil’s startin’ to thaw, and it’s time to start thinking ’bout what we’re gonna plant in our gardens.

We’re in the midst of a lot of clouds this morning here in Cottage country. And it has cooled down a wee bit from yesterday, with the temperature sitting at -0.1 C | 31.82 F. It will warm up a touch as the day moves forward. The weekend once again isn’t looking all that good, with more rain in the forecast. Lately, the weekends haven’t been all that good weather wise. But we do need the rain as it gets the plants and things motivated for what lies ahead.

The old one used to tell me: If the ravens/crows flies low, prepare for a rain to blow. They were flying low this morning.

On the topic of birds, my wife and I have seen a few flocks of geese for the past few days flying over our home. Another sign that spring isn’t all that far off. They were heading in both directions. I guess they couldn’t make up their minds. Can’t say I blame them neither.

Highway 522 is bare and dry, which will make traveling good for those in need of things in the larger towns. I think we are good for a while.

On another note, my wife and I did do some more yard work yesterday, taking in some sunshine that we humans need to stay healthy. Later in the day, I woke up our garden hose and put it to work washing our car. I have to tell ya, it sure was dirty with all the salt that they put down on the highways these days. Chase is smiling now and just a shinning. We named it Chase the day we brought it home. Just like my Dad and his Dad before me, we’ve got a habit of naming the things we own. And after all, they are made up of the same molecules as humans are, or sort of. Makes you wonder about the connection between us and everything else in this big ol’ world, doesn’t it?

With that I am off for my breakfast that my lovely wife has waiting for me, and will then see what the day has in store. I don’t quite know just yet what I will be doing.

You all have a great day and I will leave you with this piece of wisdom that arose from my very good friend Grey Wolf, who taught me a lot while growing up: I call him the Old One!

Find harmony in all you do. Work, play, rest – each has its time and place. Balance is the key that unlocks the door to a life well-lived.’ He was a smart old feller and I really miss those times we spent chatting by the creek near his cabin. GW