NOT THAT IT MAKES ANY DIFFERENCE OF COURSE, BUT.....

An overnight snowfall had me out with my snow shovel again.  We had about three inches of light, fluffy snow, but it was a different story inland, where they had a full-blown snowstorm going on overnight and into the morning.  Toronto was at a standstill.  Schools and school buses were cancelled in many area of southwestern Ontario, etc.  A friend of Lorraine's in Stratford said they had well over a foot of snow.  Despite temperatures around 12F, I bundled up warm and first shoveled out the paths to the bird feeders.  The driveway was next, followed by the back deck and paths to the two sheds.  I also always shovel a path to neighbor Monica's front door and clear off her porch.  I also trimmed off some lower cedar tree branches along our driveway to make more room for the shoveled driveway snow.  Our neighbor Frank snowblows Monica's driveway and clears off her rear deck.

 

 A SNOWY COLD MID JANUARY MORNING

THE BIRDFEEDERS ARE ALWAYS BUSIEST ON SNOWY COLD DAYS

SPOTTED A TOUCH OF RED IN THE FRONT YARD

 AHA, IT'S A MALE CARDINAL

What a surprise, around noon, when skies began to clear, and sunshine flooded into our front yard.  An instant boost to my winter-challenged morale for sure.  An hour later, clouds prevailed once again and began dropping snow on us.  And, there went my heightened morale factor right back into the dumpster, 'Bang-Zoom'!!

'WOW' SUNSHINE IN OUR FRONT YARD

 I LOVE TO SEE THOSE SHADOWS

 AND 'DOUBLE WOW; FOR BLUE SKIES OVERHEAD

Seeing how most days feel like Sundays now, I had to remind myself again that it was Thursday.  Not that it makes any difference of course, but I do try to keep a handle on the days of the week.  An old habit left over from working days, I suppose, when things like that were somehow kind of important.  I sure don't miss those days, and I sure would not like to have to return to those days.  I enjoy waking up in the morning knowing that I am in charge of my day and not some grumpy, demanding, stressed-out, and moody employer somewhere.  I love being in charge of my own decisions, and not someone else.

 WOODSY SNAPPED AN iPHONE PICTURE OF ME THIS AFTERNOON, AND THE REASON FOR THE HAT AND HEADPHONES IS THIS.....SHE HAD AN AFTERNOON TV SHOW ON THAT WASN'T MY CUP OF TEA, SO BY TIPPING MY HEAD DOWN  I COULDN'T SEE ITHE TV ABOVE MY LAPTOP SCREEN, AND OF COURSE THE HEADPHONES ARE SELF-EXPLANATORY

 MY WINTER STOCK OF CORN IS HOLDING UP WELL DESPITE THE MANY BIRDS, SQUIRRELS, AND BUNNIES OUTSIDE

I HAVE OCCASIONAL PAIN DUE TO ARTHRITIS IN MY INDEX FINGER ON MY LEFT HAND, AND AFTER GRIPPING THE SNOW SHOVEL THIS MORNING, WOODSY HAD TO APPLY SOME PAIN RELIEF LINIMENT PATCHES TO THAT FINGER

 BY THE END OF THE DAY IT WAS SNOWING ALL OVER THE PLACE AGAIN:((

Al's Music Box:: If You Could Read My Mind by Gordon Lightfoot.

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A car was driving down the street when all of a sudden it started swerving. The car was going back and forth till someone with a cell phone called the police. A police officer pulled the car over. A little Moron rolls down the window and says, " Officer, I'm so glad you are here. I saw a tree in the road, then I saw another. So I had to swerve to keep from hitting it!"  The officer looks at him, then says, "Sir, that's your air freshener."

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The patient was lying in bed, still groggy from the effects of the recent operation. His doctor came in, looking very glum. "I can't be sure what's wrong with you," the doctor said. "I think it's the drinking." "Okay," the patient said. "Can we get an opinion from a doctor who's sober?"

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“What is a florist's favorite vegetable? A cauliflower!”

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Young Son: "Is it true, Dad? I heard that in some parts of the world a man doesn’t know his wife until he marries her.” "Dad: That happens in every country, son."

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A man and his wife were driving their Recreational Vehicle across the country and were nearing a town spelled Kissimee. They noted the strange spelling and tried to figure how to pronounce it - KISS-a-me; kis-A-me; kis-a-ME. They grew more perplexed as they drove into the town.  Since they were hungry, they pulled into a place to get something to eat. At the counter, the man said to the waitress, "My wife and I can't figure out how to pronounce this place. Will you tell me where we are and say it very slowly so that I can understand."
The waitress looked at him and said: "Buuurrrgerrr Kiiiinnnng."

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