Month: November 2015

Hi Y’all  . . . practicin’ my Southern :), The thermometer registered a frigid zero this morning.  Our resident red squirrel (he has lotsa’ buds in the neighborhood) appeared to be praying, with tiny paws folded, for warmth.  Below him one of our roaming ruffed grouse covey scratched in the snow for seeds.  Sure thankful my Dad chose to place me here…

One of life’s unappreciated joys is being cramped into a coach class airline seat for 7 hours. It provides ‘quality captive time’ to read and ponder … I realize I’m a tad weird 🙂 Sooooo, here I sit with my honey (she’s sleeping) 34,000 ft. above terra firma on our way back from the awesome Smoky Mts.…

“A picture is worth 1,000 words” will forever remain an inadequate, feeble attempt at describing Abba’s spectacular creationscapes.  The towering beauty of the Last Frontier’s rugged ranges . . . the contoured,  hills and ‘hollers’ of the Smokies . . . are contrasts in artistic magnificence that defy comparison.  So, without any further words, here’s a glimpse of what Ellen and I…