AWAY WE WENT TRUDGING THROUGH THE SNOW

After Monday's all-day cold rain we woke up to a white landscape this morning.  Only about two inches of snow but it was enough to turn things white.  Pheebs and I did get out for a short Jeep ride and I was able to scrape together a few photos.

 NICE TO SEE THOSE PATCHES OF BLUE THIS MORNING

MALLARD DUCKS

 BARNYARD PIGEONS

She tried her best, but Kelly couldn't get used to her new recliner and it went back to the store this morning.  She is re-thinking the very first recliner she looked at now.  For the time being, she is using another semi-recliner from our sunroom that came out of a high-end RV about ten years ago.

 GOLDFINCH

 DARK-EYED JUNCO

I moved a little bit of snow around today but it was just a little bit.  Drumming up any kind of excitement about going outside on cold days is pretty much a thing of the past for me.  I do make sure the bird feeders are topped up though.  And, I have to make sure those furry little fat-bellied Black Squirrels eat well and stay healthy enough to annoy me all Winter.

 FOUR OF FIVE SQUIRRELS IN OUR FRONT YARD THIS AFTERNOON

 THERE GOES NUMBER 5

 A FEW OF OUR CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS

Despite my hip joint feeling like it was tightly packed with sandpaper, Pheebs convinced me it might be a good idea to take it for a walk in the afternoon sunshine.  I agreed, and away we went trudging through the snow.  Luckily, it was only a couple inches deep but it somehow felt much deeper to me.  We went around the pond and not any farther and I was glad to get home and sit down to take the weight off my right leg.

 OUR PARK'S POND LOOKING WEST

Scruffling with Pheebs earlier today I noticed she had a soft pliable golf ball size lump between her upper right leg and her shoulder.  She has an appointment with the Zurich Vet early this coming Friday afternoon.

It will be all three of us in the Subaru Wednesday morning heading to London's University Hospital where Kelly has an Angiogram scheduled for 10 o'clock.  It's a four to five-hour procedure so Pheebs and I may come home again.  The weather is looking good so we will probably doddle our way along through the countryside and see if we can find some new scenery and scare up a few photos along the way.          

 OUR FRONT YARD

 HEAVY SNOW ON ONE OF OUR AZALEA PLANTS

 OKAY IS THIS AN AZALEA BUD OR THE EAST END OF A WHITE POODLE HEADING WEST

 AZALEA BUD THINKING IT'S SPRING

Al's Music Box:)) Leaving On A Jet Plane  The most well-known version was recorded by American folk group Peter, Paul, and Mary, for their 1967 studio album, Album 1700.  John Denver, writer and also singer of the song was a close friend of theirs and they shared the same producer in that time, Milt Okun. It was Peter, Paul, and Mary's biggest (and final) hit, becoming their only No. 1. 

GROANER'S CORNER:((  The young boy protested vigorously when his mother asked him to take his little sister along fishing. “The last time she came,” he objected, “I didn’t catch a single fish.” “I’ll talk to her,” his mother said, “and I promise this time she won’t make any noise.”  “It wasn’t the noise, Mom,” the boy replied. “She ate all my bait.”

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What do you call a kid who doesn’t believe in Santa?  A rebel without a  Claus.

How is Christmas exactly like your job?  You do all the work and some fat guy in a suit gets all the credit.

What did Adam say to his wife on Christmas?  It’s finally Christmas, Eve!

Where does Santa keep all his money?  At the local snow bank.

What’s every parent’s favorite Christmas Carol?  Silent Night.

What do you get when you deep fry Santa?  Crisp Cringle.

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