Thursday, January 7, 2010

The 7th day of the first month of the year of the Camellia



The southern front of the advancing equatorial glacier continues to encroach on our environs here in South Carolina............22 degrees this morning at 7:30 am. Not bad by our northern friends standards but a little prolonged for our more sensitive southern gentlemen and ladies.

I got to thinking about those poor folk that have to be outside to work in the cold and realize that I just could not physically do that any more. I huddle with the two dogs who are reluctant to venture outside to do their business. They will then do so only with the promise of a treat. And just in time the cockatiel decides to molt-----good timing bird!

It must be nice to be just so simple that you don't have to go out into bad weather just to pee, Oh that's right, that's us. And you can huddle in the middle of a pile of blankets all day until it is absolutely necessary.........or until some moronic caretaker holds a cookie in front of your nose. The same idiot tolerates your feathers all over the floor, and is forced to chase a vacuum cleaner around daily on your behalf. Talk about keeping your life simple! The pets have got that done....maybe we ought to take a lesson. Although I have no interest in molting.

At any rate, these ramblings led me to some old file photos about inclement and possibly cold weather. This shot of the Coast Guard defending our borders and was taken in the winter, in Ocean City Maryland, and in heavy seas. So heavy in fact that we cannot see the huge stone jetty which is directly under the boat. This is the inlet at Ocean City, Maryland and a nor'easter was pounding the shoreline for three days. That's what nor'easters do...three days of blowing, cold nasty winds, rain snow, sleet, and significant beach erosion. This year the middle of the country is being pounded, the north east has gotten it's share, and even the south has had a taste of the new equatorial glacier. Dress warmly those that provide our services and protect our borders and know that your efforts are appreciated by those of us huddled inside the kennel. The pets just may have more common sense that the rest of us at times.

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