Buttered Side Down

I want to know why fate does this. I've been on the road now for over a year and half. Since we have two 30 gallon propane tanks in the RV. You switch from one tank to the other when one runs empty. Needless to say, it always runs empty on one tank in the middle of the night. It's like the toast you drop, does it always land buttered side down. I'll hear the heater click on and fail to light. It'a always 3 AM in the morning. Getting up out of bed at that time of the morning to go outside, to switch to the other tank wakes me up to the point I never get back to sleep immediately. I mean it never fails.

Water Under the Bridge

Challenges 

It's a challenge to stay positive sometimes said this old squirrel.  Over the years he's watched me go through many changes here on the old Permafrost Ranch.  Looking back through that long tunnel of time.  I should have done many things different and some mornings like today I awake with a introspective look back at some of the water thats passed under that bridge.

If I could turn back time

Here is your Chance

Tonight is the night...  You can actually do it said the old Squirrel.  Turn back time

Decreasing Daylight Hours

Days are growing shorter

This old squirrel was complaining to me today about the increasing hours of darkness.  He said, he didn't want to hang around the feeder when the crowd of flyers shows up.  I asked him, why he felt that way, and he said  "you know they are a rowdy bunch always jumping up and flying off the handle so to speak"

Life, in the fast lane

Here on the Permafrost Ranch. Life is in the slow lane, as I sit here at the computer. While I listen to the light rain on the roof and the news on the television. I stop to sip from my second cup of hot coffee in typing this blog. I feel that the rest of the world is racing to get somewhere. With the speed of light I'm watching the race. Connected by a copper cable with bits of data over the wire, and over the air waves. I've become that little old bearded fellow in the older car in the far right lane. It's not that I'm not trying to get somewhere just like all the others zipping by me on that highway of life. It's just that I'm in no hurry to get there. Nonetheless, I'm connected at the speed of light, watching the world spin by. Yet out my window, right outside my little squirrels live at a pace more my speed. So, I snap the picture, capturing time as it stands perfectly still.