The holidays are here and with every person we meet we are greeted with Christmas wishes. I would like to add my own Christmas Wish for each of you through a poem written by Jo Murray.
I am a "get 'er done" type of person. I simply do not like to procrastinate and especially don't like waiting on other people who are putting off things that affect me or my job. This can be a problem at times. I usually think I am pretty patient, but not when I am on a mission to complete a project. When someone slows me down or gets in my way I tend to get very crabby. People who work with me and my family can probably tell you some stories about these instances. One of my biggest challenges is to patiently wait for service from businesses or professionals.
Some families just shouldn't play board games. For that matter, they shouldn't play or even watch any games. It causes arguments, hard feelings and even can be a reason for revenge. I have witnessed a few people who really should avoid any invitation that comes their way to join in games. They start out playing just fine and happily join the group as long as things are going their way. However, as soon as the tables are turned and they feel like they are losing the temper comes out and all sorts of nasty things begin to happen. I can understand this temperament to some degree.
If you blinked you may have missed it. This is something you hear about small towns but could also be said about Thanksgiving. It seems like very little time, and in some cases even interest, is given to this holiday. In a blink of an eye Thanksgiving is passed over for the pomp and circumstance of Christmas. It was kind of a quiet holiday at my home, giving me plenty of time to be thankful for so many things.
My weekend of hunting was fun and exhausting. I could easily tell you many good things that happened and also add in a little bad. I have to admit that the best thing about the weekend is that it is over. Just as I predicted. I sat in my deer stand on Saturday morning, shivering in the cold. My trusty heater turned out to be not so trustworthy as it refused to light no matter how many matches I used. It was not a very comfortable post. However, as Marcia, my posting partner, and I sat there we did see a deer head our way.
As you read this, I will most likely be shivering in my deer stand or walking slough grass and tree claims looking for a deer. Even though the weather predictions are for normal temperatures, that would still mean cold to me. My hunting partner, Marcia Greiner, and I have decided to sit in my deer stand this year near our home on the lake.
There are so many excuses out there. I have heard many in my years and find them all to be bad and literally "un-excusable." There is no practical reason for a person not to vote in America. One excuse that I hear often is that "my vote doesn't count anyway." Others you may hear are that the weather is too cold, windy, rainy or what not, you don't know who to vote for or even, as a couple, your votes might cancel out each other.
This week we have been observing Fire Prevention Week. A time to educate both young and old about fire prevention, a time to visit our local fire departments and salute the men and women who volunteer their time to serve as firefighters. During the week, I spent quite a bit of time following our firefighters around from fire hall to classrooms, taking pictures as they talked to students about fire safety, gave demonstrations and judged poster contests. I will also be taking pictures over the weekend of fire truck rides and tours related to the special week. I have to stop and admire the de
It is amazing how doing something out of the ordinary can change your outlook on life, even for just a brief time. I took a big step into the extraordinary this week. In fact, it was more like a "flying" leap. Earlier in the week, I was asked to take pictures of some elementary age students who were going to visit Brown's airfield north of Hancock and with permission would also be going up in the airplanes. I joked a little about going up in an airplane, too, but admitted that the idea scared me quite a bit.
I stepped out of my door this morning to a beautiful view. The lake was calm as glass. The sky, somewhat cloudy, had enough breaks for the sun to peak through and glisten off the multi-colored trees. It was breathtaking. After my complaints last week about the long Christmas season, it was a relief to actually see and feel the fall season. We know the season is here by the shortening days, the cooler temperatures and the vivid colors. With fall comes a flurry of activity. There is so much to get done before those first snowflakes arrive.