Back in October we pushed aside some weak slushy crap on Halloween but I was OK with the new snowblower tucked into the garage - I was ready as an old fart can be to take on winter.

Nobody at my house ever shoveled anything again. My brand new snowblower is out in the garage covered in dust. The sun is still making it's way a bit to the south and in the afternoon catches a window upstairs in the late afternoon. Instead of freezing winds hitting my house in late winter this year, warm breezes are there.

Here we see Trouble and his sister Shiloh catching some warm winter sun while watching an illegal alien run down the driveway after stealing my nickel empties from out back.