Saturday, November 6, 2021

Well, It Happened...

 


...as we knew it must...the first snow of the season.

Thankfully it didn't amount to much, nor did it last...and we're allegedly in for some temps in the high 50's / low 60's next week.

Even so, you can consider that the first warning shot fired across the bow.


Ol' Man Winter's on his way.


In Nightmare From Michigan news, here's a happy little video:


This is what happens when you put a granola bar in charge of your national energy policy.

Notice how Granola laughs hilariously at rising gas prices as if the drain on your family budget is just the funniest thing ever.

And of course, there's nothing she  can do...she's just the person in charge.

A year ago we were energy independent, exporting our excess oil and paying a dollar less per gallon of gas, but that was when the Bad Orange Man was in charge.

Today we've got The Brandon Administration running the show...



...with His Fraudulency illegally occupying the White House - well, when he's not on vacation eating ice cream...



...or falling asleep...



...on the world stage - while Granola, Queen of Schadenfreude, stars in the clown section...thus we're now at the mercy of OPEC.

Apparently politics is the one area of life where incompetence and duplicity are lavishly rewarded.


In somewhat happier news, we've banished Halloween to the dark recesses of the garage for another year and have now begun decorating for that forgotten holiday, Thanksgiving...



...leaning on a seasonal combination of fall colors, game birds and of course, harvest time.









Less than three weeks away now, and I'm trying hard to focus on being truly thankful for God's manifold blessings.


In the No Rest For The Wicked department, we've installed a couple of lamp posts by one end of the pool...


...and while it's late in the season for outdoor projects, we hope to get two more installed on the other end of the pool this week.

Something to brighten up the winter night...



...because this is Time Change Weekend...


...and it's going to be dark outside before 6 pm.

O Joy.


Once again it's time to herd the masses toward the exit...


...while stealing  a glance or two at some parting shots on the way out...


repurposing our jack-o-lantern into squirrel food




hanging on for dear life



some folks just don't know when the party's over



since Nature is definitely closing up shop for another year...




...we've reluctantly complied, taking down the hot tub...




...draining the ponds...








...and shutting down the bubbling rock fountain.





my hero



#4 son when he was a decathlete in college.  (I threw this one in just because I'm proud of the boy.)



Here's a helpful suggestion to get you in the Thanksgiving spirit:



Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a tee time on the Ryan P. Hare Memorial Wiffle Golf course, so...

later, mcm fans...

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