Grandpa
Christmas in Williamsburg, Virginia. In the region between the College of William & Mary and Colonial Williamsburg on Duke of Gloucester St is a block of tourist shopping. Kind of a mini-Christmas Village at this time of year.
I’m guessing Mom & Dad were shopping and left Grandpa to keep the little one from seeing Santa Clause in action.
They were lost in their own world with crowds all around.
snowed from sun up til sun down yesterday
-1 now at 6:45 am
gonna get up to 9 at 2 pm
winter is here
gonna skip grandpa-ing this time around
maybe next time….
Potatoes look yummy.
Nice “people” shot, DT.
Thank you. Every once in a while … 🙂
I am at my best when in my role as a grandfather. I’d have been happy to have been left behind to sit with “the Little” on that park bench.
However, after Bondi Beach and Brown University yesterday, Boulder and pretty much all of the UK and Europe earlier in the year, I have to admit to being uncomfortable being in a Christmas Village or Christmas Market anywhere. At some point, we’re going to have to acknowledge that we’re undergoing an Inverse Crusade and then decide what we’re going to do about it.
Ghost, I’ve been reluctant to make this point, but the conditions in Arizona couldn’t be better.
72, you lucky dawg.
Over time that has proven to be my perfect number.
More than a usual amount of times over my life that the number 72 has been good to me. In 13 months I’ll be 72 and maybe it’ll all come to a head.
A little while ago I went into the house and made my afternoon mud. As I was crossing the bridge to my office I saw a pair of deers maybe 75 feet away so I stood there and watched them. After almost 20 years now of watching deers around here I still am attracted like a magnet.
But even though the sun is shining bright through a clear blue sky the temp is 11 and as bold as that number is when you add a 10 mph wind it gets downright evil. So I only watched them deers for a minute or 2.
So enjoy your “winter” AZ and if that sun gets too hot while you’re sitting in your chair in the backyard think about us hoosiers with 8″ of white every where and maybe that will cool you down a bit!
Our house dressed for Christmas.
Your house is beautiful, gs!
danke du!
I’m reminded of a Christmas card cartoon showing some guy in Arizona, leaning on his lawnmower enjoying a cold beer.
Followed by a picture of a guy with heavy snow falling outside a window, sitting there in his recliner with an eggnog in front of a cozy fire.
We’ve got a small patch of grass in the backyard for the dog to use and one of my chores for tomorrow is to run the mower across it. It doesn’t take me long…maybe 10 minutes…so I’ll forego the beer. The lovely Mrs. azlib came home with eggnog last week and I enjoyed a small one earlier this evening.
No snow on the left coast, just rain and 45 degrees. The 1907 farmhouse is decorated for Christmas. Might sip some eggnog by the fire later.
That seems to be a nice porch! What is the wall surface material, stucco?
Stucco over concrete. The entire first floor and basement is cement mixed with river gravel. The gravel came from the Yamhill river, about a mile away. A wagon load at a time. That porch is a good spot to watch the sunrise.
Cold as a well diggers ass yesterday. Car read 18F in the early Kansas City morning and the wind was blowing a bit. Even with proper gear, feet started getting cold by the end of the football game.
Worked on the laundry room window replacement project Saturday morning. while 32F in Wichita. The wind was going pretty good. Not too bad if you keep moving. Bought another half dozen 10′ 2x4s to beef up my scaffolding. The concrete siding does not like being reused, so I have fresh. The stretch to put in new siding above the window puts a guy’s face up about 14 feet. Makes me pucker a bit. I will have my son help me with putting that last piece of 12′ siding in, then need a half warm day to squirt on caulking. I will paint the new siding and fresh cedar trim next Spring.
While out and about, if I am not at work, I stay strapped. You may not be looking for violence, but violence is looking for you.