Colder than a witches’ up here. Clear blue sky, not a cloud. Cold enough to freeze Ginger’s pee as soon as it hits the grass (well not quite).
Dr. Larry day is a retired J-School professor turned humor writer. His book, Day Dreaming: Tales From the Fourth Dementia is available for purchase via his website: http://www.daydreaming.co
“After the last ice age, Stone Age hunters began strapping long pieces of wood to their feet to travel farther and faster over snow in pursuit of the game that flourished across Europe and Asia.”
“A History of Skis,” Mark Jenkins, National Geographic , December, 2013, Page 92.
Dr. Larry day is a retired J-School professor turned humor writer. His book, Day Dreaming: Tales From the Fourth Dementia is available for purchase via his website: http://www.daydreaming.co
Since it’s soooooo cold out there, I thought a poem from my Mother’s book, Reflections, might fit the bill, today. Enjoy!!
Winter Music
Now winter spreads her velvet cloak
And streamlets ripple under glass
While crystal acorns on the oak
Tinkle with the winds that pass.
–Edna Day
Reflections, 1972
Dr. Larry day is a retired J-School professor turned humor writer. His book, Day Dreaming: Tales From the Fourth Dementia is available for purchase via his website: http://www.daydreaming.co
