Covid Christmas 2020, an unforeseen, difficult first for all of us. ·    Some have thankfully avoided viral infection thus far. ·    Some have contracted it, endured its pain, and gratefully recuperated. ·    Some have tragically lost their life this insidious virus, leaving loved ones and friends behind in tears and mourning. For many, uncertainty and…

Here’s my novice pic of the ‘Christmas Star’, the Great Conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn which adorned last night’s sky. The last time Jupiter and Saturn were this close together was in 1226 A.D when Genghis Khan was busy conquering Asia. Don’t despair if you missed it, just mark its repeat performance as a ‘Must…

Ahhhhhh, to be young again!  . . . this vid clip is the latest addition to my bucket list and the skiing venue at Alyeska Resort in Alaska where my son volunteers as a snowboard instructor. My skiing ability isn’t even a smidgen of what these these guys have accomplished but, Lord willing, hopefully I’ll…

A crow, perched high on a treetop, challenging the elements of a cold, rainy day served as a subtle reminder . . . no matter gloomy the situation, every cloud eventually runs out of rain, and, as King David wrote some 2,000 years ago . . . “My voice thou shalt hear in the morning,…

In a couple days another year will be crossed off the calendar since my arrival on planet earth . . . “… a time to be born…”.  I think my Mom chiseled my first birthday on a clay tablet 😊 At my advanced state of maturity . . . sophisticated term for “old”, and some…

This 2020 Thanksgiving, as rising Covid-19 numbers dominate the headlines, I’m thankful by the numbers for: Time – I’ve been granted some 28,500 days, 685,000 hours, 40,000,000 minutes to enjoy the undeserved blessings of . . . Health – some2,800,000,000 healthy heartbeats, and still ticking Abundance – food, homes, clothing, utilities, transportation, communication, resources, etc.…

Foothills Parkway switchbacks through the forests bordering the eastern edge of the Great Smoky Mountains National Park in Tennessee. It also borders the edge of the forested property where Ellie and I snowbird each winter. The rolling forested contours of our  Smokies backyard compared to our northern Last Frontier’s backyard with its rugged snowcapped mountains,…

Snow talks, and has 3 distinct dialects. Trudging through it above 25 degrees it merely whispers. From 25 down to zero it begins to crunch, the lower the louder. At zero down to -50 it squeaks. Below -50 you begin to squeak, and better get back inside ASAP! 😊 Today I bid farewell to October…

As October winds down it’s getting easier to determine the temperature . . . 5 degrees . . . I only need one hand to count on now 😊.  Perfect day for a hike in the Last Frontier’s invigorating crisp, pure air. Here’s a couple exquisite scenes He decorated this ‘cool’, single digit corner of…