I dropped Tuffy P off at the Go Station this morning just before the snowstorm hit. A big hint this is going to be quite a storm system: the local talk radio station has sold ads on their snow updates. The fisherman whirligig out front… Read More
Here by the shores of Lake Ontario, it might be argued there are 2 seasons, not 4, defined by two weekends each year – the weekend they pull all the sailboats from the yacht club in Sam Smith Park – and the weekend they put… Read More
Preparing secret weapons….
I brought in some wood today, and filled up the shelf units on either side of the woodstove. I’ve also staged a couple months worth of wood outside the deck doors, some in a deck box and the rest on top, with covered with a… Read More
This is the shortest day of the year and from this day on, everything is looking up. Tomorrow, there will be 4 seconds more daylight and I plan to enjoy each of those seconds. The winter solstice itself, when the axial tilt of the earth’s… Read More
It is very cold this morning. We fired up the woodstove up in the family room to toast up. I see smoke coming out the chimney of the house across the way. They had the same idea. On the good news front, the days are… Read More
Those of you who read Mister Anchovy’s a while back may recall that I wrote about Tuffy and I deciding to get a woodstove. This was back last fall. It turned out that the outfit we were going to buy it from were hopeless at… Read More
27th Street 