Saturday, December 31, 2011

Last Day of 2011















2011 is worn and tattered and soon to be discarded.  It's already gone from the other side of the globe.  Frankly I'm glad to see it go, and hope the eternal hope of a better reality next year.  May we all give thanks for the blessings of this year, and be the change we want to see in the world next year.  Peace and love, my friends.

Our Lady Of Silos


No disrespect intended.  I thought this close relationship between work and grave was interesting.  Farming is a little like the lyrics of Hotel California:  "You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave."  Can you tell I'm a wee bit disillusioned?

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Friday, December 23, 2011

If It Fits, It Ships



This is the Hennepin Canal which runs across northern Illinois and eventually connects with the Mississippi River.  With the advent of trains, the canal, and it's horse-drawn barges, was obsolete by the time it was finished.







Rainy Day Ramblings









Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Santa Is Dead; Long Live Christmas!


In an unexpected turn of events today, an extremist anti-commercialism group is claiming responsibility for the death of Santa Claus. Mr. Claus was killed early this morning in what is reported to be a drive-by shooting. Also dead are Mickey Mouse and two unidentified snowmen. The deaths are being hailed as a blow against the rampant greed that has slowly eroded the true meaning of Christmas. Leaders everywhere are hailing it as a first small step in throwing off the yoke of retailers, long seen as having a stranglehold over the hearts of children and the pocketbooks of parents. It was thought that this domination would continue until everyone in the world became utterly controlled by their possessions.

Police are investigating, although one officer was heard to say, “It's about time!” The National Weather Service has also become involved, claiming that the deaths are a result of an errant wind gust.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Stuck Tight






The rivers are freezing much later than usual this year, for which everyone but the ice fishermen is profoundly grateful.  It's been an unusually balmy and beautiful fall in the Midwest.  I think I'll have to send Al Gore a Christmas present for inventing global warming.

Early Morning Sun