Winter Ramblings

I don’t know about any of you but I am DONE with winter this year. I haven’t felt much like writing, am tired of being cold and am so tired of snow and ice EVERYWHERE. Yesterday, the 4th of March was the coldest March 4th on record for this area…ever.Ugh! And it has really taken a toll on our roads. Coming from the south where you don’t have these -34 degree days, it is so much easier to maintain the roads. Of course when it does snow there, everyone looks at each other and says “What do we do now? Oh yea, empty the stores of bread and milk.” But they do them same if a hurricane is coming. Guess its the go to norm.

A lot of the roads here are concrete, which in these bitter temps get brittle, then we throw salt on them that eats the concrete as well as your car, then we run a snow plow on them scrapping up anything that dare be loose. And don’t get me started on the parking lots.

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Post office

The older roads are cobblestone which in my book is a fancy word for brick. The road in front of my house is cobblestone. One of the oldest roads in town and one of the few not paved over. There is not a single pot hole. You have a few ‘waves’ but if you don’t drive like a typical teenager, they are fine. But saying that, it does amaze me how fast even adults drive on this road. 1 – its a neighborhood, 2- its cobblestone. I can hear you coming 2 blocks away with your tires running across those bricks.

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Black ice trough

I also find it interesting that to pave over the brick they use asphalt. Don’t know if that is an economical option or the only option for cobblestone. But as the asphalt break up, the cobblestone shows through in seeming good condition. So it make me wonder and ramble on through my frozen winter thoughts.

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Today it warmed up to 18 degrees but a wind of 24 mph gives you feel a very cold wind chill. The formula for figuring wind chill is a little beyond my desire to really know what it is. Take my word for it, its cold. But I wanted out so out I went. I stopped at the bridge park and it is still a sheet of ice but the geese were there nibbling at what little grass they could find. Then a beautiful bald eagle flew by and settled in one of the oak trees near the water’s edge of the park. I wanted to get closer to get a better picture but it was too icy.

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Eagle is the dark spot, middle outer limb on middle tree. The white ground is ice.

When it gets warm I will get some good shots of the eagles as they live all along the rivers in this area. Meantime, enjoy the geese. They were so interesting to watch as they would be up on only one leg while keeping the other leg warm then switch legs or just sit down to keep the wind off their kegs.

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According to the current forecast, this past Monday should be the last negative temperature day for the season. Tomorrow it is supposed to be in the mid 20s. That will feel like a heat wave compared to what the last 7 weeks have been like. And hopefully by the weekend, the polar vortex will have moved on and give us more seasonal temps.

So as we dream of warmer days that may be coming within a couple weeks, let’s remember to share our warm thoughts with others and to be kind.

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Detective Tin

I am so excited to say I now have a new toy…my computer has not been replaced and man is it nice. I can open a new page in seconds instead of minutes. But I can say my old computer was the top of the line…11 years ago. So to christen it with love I will make my first post fun to help dispel the horrid weather we are still having with more snow this evening. I posted this picture a week or so ago to get ideas of a story and Shelley’s of Quaint Revival was the best. She and I are both kinda quirky so it fit my brain well. Enjoy and laugh along. If you have other short ideas about this picture, feel free to add in the comments. The object is to have fun and enjoy each others art, regardless of medium.

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“You know,” muffled Officer Tin as his mouth was full, “if you would just hit the sky, we could catch this guy a lot faster.”

“Nope. Your the knot-head that was determined that I come along. You could have left the branch and me on the tree and we would have been fine.”

“I needed you help, you eye in the sky as it were.”

“Just because you wanted me to come does not mean I am going to help you look.”

“But you always help” exclaimed Officer Tin.

“Not today. I have a headache and you are not helping.”

“Well, the faster you help, the faster you can get home…but you will need a new branch, sorry.”

“Oh, good grief!”

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“I think he went down in the valley,” shouted Office Tin spitting the branch to the ground.

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“I see him,” the eagle muttered to himself. “Looks like Tin has help coming from the opposite direction as well. Oh, and there is lunch.”

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“You have reinforcements coming on the other side of the valley.  Head straight and you will corner him off.”

“Thanks. Hey what is in you claws?”

“Lunch. You are own you on, kiddo. I am outta here.”

Hope my quirkiness brought you a smile on such a dreary day. And as I always close with reminders of kindness, remember during these stressful winter times, kindness is like the warming ray of sunshine and we all need some of that. So be kind.

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Wintry Blast, #1LinerWed/JusJoJan

Prayerfully waiting for the 60+ degree warm-up on Saturday of 40+ degree highs with one sentence but many pictures. Thanks to John for the picture I am copying as it helps give the visual of…GOOD GRIEF!

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Borderline Ridiculousness

And this is my local area. Live within 15 minutes of the Quad City Intl Airport @ -52

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Craziness

So with Linda’s One Liner Wednesday combined with almost the last Just Jot January, we bid you warmth and kindness.

But even in the cold the beauty of life can still show its marvelous head.

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Birds gotta eat

I remind you of the warmth of kindness even on a cold blustery day.

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Brightness Of Red In The Snow

Even though it is cold and snowing…again, there is amazing beauty in nature as the birds with red show up at the feeder. The red is really bright.

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Woodpecker and cardinal

Debbie Smyth challenged us again with Six Word Saturday, so since it is snowing again I thought it appropriate to share the snow.

And in closing I always remind anyone reading to be kind. It can be the hardest and most rewarding thing you can do.

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Sky equals 1st Heaven, #Time To Write

Sadje threw out a challenge prompt with Time to Write with the word “Sky”. So I think I will give that a try as it ties in with a conversation I had today.

The young swallow, Twelson sat on the branch watching his fellow birds swirl though the late afternoon sky catching the small night bugs as they also took to the sky preparing for their evening flights. He looked down a few branches and saw Wisowl watching the swirling birds as well. Wisowl was the sage old member of their group with many a story to tell the younger swallows of distant and fascinating lands.

Twelson flew down to rest on a limb withing speaking distance to the revered member of the group to asked him a question but not actually land on the same limb. One did not disturb the limbs of the revered members of the group.

“Master Wisowl, do our journeys ever take us to the glowing ball in the sky?”

Quietness engulfed the two as Wisowl pondered the best way to explain the heavens to the young swallow.  After some time, the glowing ball began to slowly slip towards the line where the sky met the land. Stretching out his wings and wrapping them closer around his body he looked toward Twelson as he began to speak. 

“The glowing ball is beyond the line where the sky meets the land. It is located in the second heaven with many other fabled bodies much like the night ball that lights the sky once the glowing ball goes beyond the line.”

“Have you ever been able to get to the line to look over it into the sky?”

“No, the line moves ever before you leading you onward as you follow the land before it meets the sky. I do not think the maker of all things needs us to go beyond that line.”

“Is there more sky beyond the second heaven?” asked young Twelson.

“Only the third and final heaven where the maker of all things lives. It is there where all questions will be fully and finally answered.”

The two sat quietly as the last bit of light from the glowing ball slipped beyond the line and darkness surrounded all the land.

If you would like to follow along with Sadje and Time to Write, come along with your version of Sky.

And as always with all of my post, remember to be kind. The kindness you share may be the only kindness that a recipient may feel on any given day, so always be kind.

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Living Art…#JusJoJan & #SoCS

Art is very objective and life is ever a challenge so when you put the two together you get living art and living art can be terrifying or the most beautiful thing you could see. Artist over time have tried to capture the beauty of life as they see it but for me I have reconnected with the medium of photography now that I have retired. Many photographers here in this blogging world have exquisitely captured the beauty of this world and life as they see it and they share it with us.

I love the beauty of nature and thank God for His handiwork to awe us sometimes or make us giggle sometimes as nature like other mediums of art is tied to our emotions.

Today it is snowing. The first winter snow. Now in November we did have a freak snow come through with 14″ of wet heavy snow but that was in the fall. And after that storm, weather has been really mild. Just last week it was in the 40’s and for January that’s unusual…and weird. I fear we will pay for that mildness for the remaining of winter. This week temps have been in the teens but even with cold temps nature’s art was available to see if you looked for it. Below are a few pictures to share of what I saw first thing this morning. With a better camera than my phone, I am sure the art of snow would be more breathtaking. But it beautiful and peaceful to watch.

Everything looking pristine and fresh…and cold. Although the bird feeder is completely covered so the birds are having to did out their treats.

So very glad it is Saturday and I am not expected to go anywhere in this. Even though it is only a few inches, still, I am glad I don’t have to get out in it. I also want to thank Linda G Hill for a fun way to share the snow today with “art” being the theme word for Just Jot January and Streams of Conscious Saturday.

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When going through the art of life, remember to paint to paint gently. Paint with encouragement, love and with an abundance of kindness. Kindness is felt in all of nature and can make your painting shine the beauty that God has intended.

He flew over…JusJoJan #11

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The bird flew over it and what did he see

But craziness below of a torn up Christmas tree

The lights and ornaments were slung everywhere

While the flu engulfed me and I rested in a chair

He circled the room getting caught in the drapes

Then he raced up the flue in  hopes to escape.

The silliness of quick poetry on a tired Friday night. Thanks to Linda G Hill and M for the fun challenge of “flew/flu/flue.” Come join us for Just Jot January, see the zaniness that we can come up with and say Hi.

We are all birds of one kind of feather or another but we all want love and kindness, so remember to always be kind. And if you live in  the midwest like me…its coming y’all…

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