Just a reminder to take a minute this Friday to stop and remember those who lost their lives on December 7, 1941. I'll try to do a post later in the week with my thoughts on that trajic day. Having served in the US Navy, I really have a place in my heart for those men.
I finished my six day 68 hour marathon at work yesterday. I can finally relax for three days and start enjoying the holiday season. The weather today definitely helps with the mood. Tonight Lori and I along with Hunter went for our second trip of the year to the Christmas walk. It was actually really nice. The wind was still blowing at 25 mph and the temperatures cold, but we were the only ones there. So we walked through once turned around and walked it in reverse order. Hunter was actually very well behaved and not acting like the village idiot as he usually does.
Spent some time this afternoon watching and feeding the birds in the back yard. All was well and beautiful until one of the local cooper hawks flew in and ate one of my nuthatches. Now I understand that it is nature, but the hawks have formed a street gang around here. I'm always looking for them to be wearing little blue or red head bands and flashing gang symbols from the tree tops. Perhaps if it continues to get worse, I'll enter the predator roll and start returning fire with the BB gun, just to let them know big brother is on neighborhood watch.
Besides winter kicking into full gear nothing really new is going on. I started a new blog on birds last night but forget the name. LOL. I did send the address to Toni and I'll post it here soon. Hope everyone is in the holiday spirit and good health.
1 comment:
Gangsta Hawks. ROFLOL! Can't you just see 'em? And they don't dare refer to one another as "homies", lest they offend homing pigeons everywhere.
That image of Pearl Harbor is so thought (and heart) provoking.
Love ya,
Pone
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