New Bird Feeder Guests

I ‘fowled’ up and shoulda’ remembered everything’s bigger in Alaska . . . gotta’ go build bigger bird feeders 😊 Smile, and . . .

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

Look out the window !!!

Good Morning

Queue @ the Feeder
We C U Watching Us!
What’s 4 Breakfast

Alaska State Fair Harmony

My son, his girlfriend, Ellie and I did the Alaska State Fair once more yesterday.

From giant pumpkins to prize pigs . . . 4H steers to human slingshots . . . Ferris wheels to cabbage fairies . . . corn-dogs to concerts . . . an endless Fun-4-All collection of crafts, cuisine, creatures, amusements and vendors throngs of friends and family delighted in sharing together.

Driving home it struck me . . .  during the hours we spent there yesterday, not once did I observe a harsh word exchanged or an unhappy face . . . smiles, laughter, and pleasantness were the order of the day. It was as though everyone had checked their personal agendas at the gate to enjoy sharing life together . . . a welcome respite from the argumentative, divisive social genre all to prevalent today. Wish everyone could purchase a season’s pass to such fleeting harmonious humanity.

Here’s a few pics of the fun and frolic we participated in. Wish y’all coulda’ joined us.

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

Fair Fun

2,147 Pound Pumpkin

My ‘Atlas’ Son

Ellie and Betsy
Milking Time

Prize Porker

4 H Steer

Flirting with Cabbage Fairies

Laughter is the Best Medicine

Laughter is free, non-prescription, effective medicine. Studies show laughter:

1. Lowers stress levels

2. Boosts the immune system

3. Promotes a positive outlook

4. Improves heart health

5. Stimulates your organs

6. Is an easy, fun workout

7.Burns calories

8. Boosts your mood

Twenty-six rainy days last month, and another one to begin September . . . tends to dampen spirits a tad. I think it got to my son. Out on the lake the other day he implied I didn’t seem to have it all together . . . appeared somewhat ‘dis-jointed’ . . . and take some really weird photos. Don’t understand that kid. I’ll blame it on genetics, and pray it skips a generation 😊



Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

Fun Is Ageless

To enjoy life to the fullest you ‘moose’ have fun. A couple of old duffers did just that at the 2022 Alaska State Fair in Palmer, Alaska.

9 or 90, goofing around is healthy . . . don’t forget to take your medicine 😊

A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dies up the bones.”

Proverbs 17:22

Yard Art

I’ve always found the endless variety of yard art folks display in their yards ‘interesting’. It portrays the milieu of the property owner. Here’s our Alaskan yard art. What does it suggest to you about the culture of the owner?  😊

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Alaskan Yard Art

Time Warp

Last evening 4 senior citizens stepped back in time at a drive-in movie theater . . . a Blast from the Past!

Rated PG 13 and accompanied by 3 responsible adults, this 13-year-old held hostage in an 80-year-old body vicariously became a Top Gun F-14 pilot defending our country from an impending nuclear disaster.

It’s been said, “Growing old is inevitable. Growing up is optional.” . . . just call me Maverick 😊

Love to live. Live to Love.” – Amy Charmicheal

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

The Cost of Children

In 2015 the government recently calculated the cost of raising a child from birth to age 18, a mere $233,610 for a middle-income family, not including college tuition (factor in cost-of-living for today’s price).

I’ve often seen articles on the cost of raising a child and the risks involved, but seldom have seen the rewards listed.  Soooooo . . . here’s a personally edited version of a study on ‘Bang for the Buck’ our children provide.

First off, $233,610 isn’t so daunting if you break it down as follows:

·       $12,978 a year

·       $1,082 month, or $271 a  week

·       That’s a mere $39 a day

·       Just $1.61an hour . . . far below minimum wage 😊

You might still believe the best financial advice to becoming ‘Rich’ is to not have children. Actually, it is just the opposite.

What do you get for $39 a day?

·        Glimpses of God every day

·        Naming rights . . . first, middle, and last

·        Giggles under the covers every night

·        More love than your heart can hold

·        Butterfly kisses and mini-bear hugs.

·        Endless wonder over rocks, ants, clouds, warm cookies and boogers 😊

·        A hand to hold, usually covered with jelly, chocolate, or ???

·        A partner for blowing bubbles, flying kites and fishing

·        Someone to laugh yourself silly with, no matter what the boss said or how your stocks performed that day

For $39 a day you . . . my favorite 😊 . . . never have to grow up, getting to:

·        Finger-paint

·        Carve pumpkins

·        Play hide-and-seek

·        Catch lightning bugs and frogs

·        Never stop believing in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy

·        Keep reading the Adventures of Piglet and Pooh

·        Enjoy Saturday morning cartoons

·        Watch Disney movies

·        Wish on stars

·        Lie on your back watching clouds draw animals in the sky

·        Place rainbows, hearts, and family stick figures under refrigerator magnets

·        Get hand-prints set in clay for Mother’s Day

·        Receive cards with backward letters for Father’s Day

·        Tell tall tales that are believed, and really dumb jokes that are laughed at

·        Build tree forts to play in

·        Experience  the joy of mud play

·        Jump in rain puddles

·        A ‘buy’ for doing all sorts of really stupid, juvenile things 😊

 For $39 a day you get to be a super-hero just for:

·        Teaching how to tie a shoelace

·        Retrieving a ball from a roof gutter

·        Taking the training wheels off a bike

·        Removing a splinter

·        Getting soaked in water pistol battles

·        Building a dam in a creek

·        Coaxing a wad of gum out of bangs

·        Coaching a team that never wins but always gets treated to ice cream regardless

For $39 a day you have a front row seat to history to witness the:

First step

First word

First puppy love

First date

First time behind the wheel . . . can be an adrenaline rush😊

For $39 a day you get to be:


Regarded as a walking encyclopedia . . . until they reach 3rd grade 😊

Another branch added to your family tree, and if fortunate . . .

a long list of limbs in your obituary called grandchildren and great grandchildren

An education in psychology, nursing, criminal justice, communications, and . . .

human sexuality questions no college has to handle or try to answer 😊

In the eyes of a child, you have near Divine power to:

·       Heal a boo-boo

·       Scare away the monsters under the bed

·       Patch a broken heart

·       Police a slumber party

·       Ground them forever

·       Love them without limits

Soooooo . . . hopefully one day they’ll become parents, loving their own children without counting the cost, realizing they’re quite a deal for the price . . . while you subtly extract revenge spoiling your grandchildren to challenge their parental skills 😊

Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb is a reward.

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one’s youth.

Happy is the man whose quiver is full of them.

Psalms 127:3-5

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

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


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