Archive - Dec 2008

December 15th

Brutal cold

The above picture was taken about one mile southeast of Fertile just before the blizzard. 

Today, after the blizzard, I went out on errands. Here is a drift over half-way up a door in Halstad, MN.

Senate report

A Senate report released yesterday, agreed to by John McCain, shows that the administration claims that the abuses at the Abu Ghraib prison were the result of "bad apples" far down the chain of command was a bald-faced lie. In fact, the very torture techniques that the administration itself branded as "unAmerican" after photos of them surfaced were approved in specific detail in memos signed by the President before a single prisoner was taken.

December 14th

Birds flying backwards

With the high winds outside, the chickadees and finches are having difficulty making a landing on the feeder. Those that try to approach the feeder into the wind get blown backwards, away from their goal. So, the smarter birds start out on the opposite side of the feeder and then try to catch it as they blow past it backwards. Fascinating to watch.

December 13th

Awaiting the Blizzard

Went to town today to get milk. That's something you don't want to run out of during a blizzard. Also stopped for chili at the cafe. Very good.

The grocery store was busy with people anticipating a blizzard.

It looks like the storm is rolling in a little more slowly than predicted, but when it comes, it is supposed to pack some punch.

I just turned on the Weather Channel and was surprised that they had a customized forecast on the screen for the 56540 zip code. I am probably about the last one to catch on to that little novelty. Kind of neat.

December 11th

Star Tribune

The Minneapolis Star-Tribune takes a look at a matter near and dear to my heart.


Many of you are already connected to the weblog written by Cousin Anne. (If you haven't been there before, please page back through the archives for a mass of fantastic photography.)

Now, I find that Cousin Laine, editor of Experience Life magazine, also has a blog.

Zero degrees

Picked up Aunt Olla at the Hilton this afternoon for a scheduled trip to the drugstore uptown, then an additional stop at Encore, and finally coffee at the cafe.

It is cold out. Very cold. And windy. So, it was a bit more of an adventure than we bargained for. Aunt Olla isn't real steady on her feet lately, so we used the wheelchair everywhere we went.

Remember When

This is taken from the "Remember When" section of today's Fertile Journal. It is a quote from the paper in 1898, when newspapers still dared tell the truth:
Obituary poems impose needless work on the printer, do not alleviate the afflicted and are distressing to the living. Worst of all, they contain little that is poetic and less that is true.

December 10th


Went to the Villa St. Vincent in Crookston today to perform, first for the East Wing, which is the general nursing home population, and then for the Alzheimer's Unit, otherwise known as "The Unit."

Agnes, age 94, was in fine form. She was crocheting doilies the whole time, setting down her work to applaud after each song, which was nice. Then she would shout out a question like, "Where you going this winter?" or "Why don't you ever learn 'Somewhere My Love'?"


The Rochester Post-Bulletin weighs in on something near and dear to my heart.