Monday, December 26, 2016

What Will Become Of LIARS!

A cold Front Porch this morning. 16°, 49% humidity, vrbl 6 mph winds and fair skies. OBACE and the We-Gues are in agreement again. Wow. Perhaps this is the beginning of a new and more agreeable relationship. Uh-oh. Who am I gonna sling my favored epithet at should OBACE and the WE-Gues start to concur every morning? I can't go slinging it willy-nilly. It must have a target. The poor old ladies cashiering at the grocery stores and such, don't really deserve to have their carefully plastered hairdos messed up by the gale force winds created with the eruption of
LIARS!!!
all because my uvula decides to act out. This could be a potential problem. 

I had a visitor this morning! He was fussin' like mad a me for interrupting his breakfast forage. But the little guys voice was so quiet I thought he was a tiny little sparrow at first. As a lookout he would seriously lack in efficiency.

The poor quality of the pictures are the results of the cameras inability to decide what to focus on. I can't fault the poor thing as I often suffer from the same quandary. The two of us need to stick together. Have a three G day, my beloved Travelers! You deserve nothing less!