Aurora Photo-opt


We’ve been locked in an Arctic Deep-Freeze here for the past several days . . . single digits below zero at night, rising above zero by day. This ‘refreshing’ spell is projected to continue until the weekend.

Last night I arose to throw another log on the fire and noticed a faint Aurora glow over the mountains. Although far from a spectacular display, I thought it worthy of a pic and grabbed my camera. Attired in my slippers and bathrobe, I stepped out on the deck for a quick point-and-shoot photo. Things rapidly deteriorated when I shut the door and heard it click locked behind me!

Leisurely point-and-shoot Plan A suddenly transformed into frantic find-or-freeze Plan B, scrambling to dig out the spare house key. After one of the ‘chilliest’ 3 minutes I’ve ever experienced, the key was successfully located, and I let myself back in . . . mere seconds from frostbite beginning to affect some rather sensitive areas . . . definitely not my finest photo opt, although it might have qualified as a contender for America’s Funniest Home Videos 😊

I did manage to quickly snap the attached photo of the Aurora. However, the fuzziness and faint star trails speak to the difficulty in holding the camera steady when donned in your slippers and bathrobe at -7 degrees 😊


Stay warm, and be blessed!     

Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Antique Snowplow


The thermometer registered – 4 this morning, assuring my PTSD day (Plow The Snow Dude) would be a ‘refreshing’ task. Suiting up in thermal-ware, my snowplow greeted the frigid winter wonderland.


Fortunately, this antique 1942 model, self-propelled snowplow, outfitted with a snow-scoop attachment still functioned to successfully remove nearly a foot of frozen fluff from the ½ football field length driveway. Its got lotsa’ dings, doesn’t run as fast as it once did, and original replacement parts are no longer available. However, it remains basically mechanically sound, although some of its memory components are shot. Best of all, it comes with a forever warranty, and I fueled it up this morning with 2 oatmeal-raisin cookies and a cup of coffee 😊

Task accomplished, I’m giving it a hot shower, hot cup of Ovaltine, and retiring it for the evening . . . pondering why long driveways no longer hold the appeal for me they once did 😊


Stay warm and be blessed.

Antique Snowplow

Bigfoot😊


Mt. Rainier

On approach into Seattle, WA Mount Rainier impressively dominated the majestic Sierra Nevada Range panorama, and got my thoughts  to a-wandering . . . somewhere down there in the wilderness Bigfoot reportedly roams.


Somehow, ‘Bigfoot’ doesn’t sound female ‘Cinderella appropriate’. However, the thought of a few ‘hes’ representing the sole members of the species lacks romanticism. Surely somewhere down there must roam some ‘shes’ who could fashionably sport pairs of size 18-20 high heels to boot Bigfoot dudes in the rump when they stupidly step outa’ line and forest to get photographed . . . Petite-Feets?


Oklahoma is currently considering legislation for a 3-million-dollar bounty for the live capture of a Bigfoot . . . what are they drinking? This has me contemplating becoming a wealthy, gerontological bounty hunter. But what would be the optimal Bigfoot capture technique . . . a mega-enhanced version of “Building a Better Mousetrap”?


Personally, I support allowing Bigfoots and Petite-Feets to continue to roam wild and free. Being so scarce in numbers, the actual capture of one would immediately classify them as an Endangered Species, and us Homo sapiens have sadly already  mastered that process. Besides, having survived the traumatic childhood trauma of discovering Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny were mere myths, us ‘adults’ need a mythical fuzzy fantasy reprieve this hectic world . . . lets keep the Bigfoot myth-information going!


Oops . . . we’re about to land and have been instructed to “Please turn off all electronics devices”. . . Long Live Bigfoot and his Petite-Feets!


PS – My wife is pondering if it’s possible to contract a strange form of altitude sickness while zooming through the skies at 400 mph in high-speed aluminum tubing . . . or if this is just another episode of my dementia? 😊                                 
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Bigfoot


I spotted Bigfoot at sunset today, running after cotton candy . . . verifying what some have long claimed . . .  I live life with my head in the clouds 😊

Smile, and . . .
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Bigfoot
Cotton Candy