When I was up at the White Wolf Mine last weekend, there was a bobcat (which I named “Bob” – but it might be a Roberta) on the driveway near the front door when I drove up. I fumbled with my phone to get a picture, and Bob posed for me, but I stopped and just enjoyed nature rather than taking the photo. There will be time for photos in the future.
I’m thankful for family.
And friends become “family” don’t they?
Therefore, by extension, I am thankful for those of you who drop by this blog.
Take a couple laps today to work off the dinner, the pie, the ice cream, the cake, and so forth. Left overs are usually pretty good, so get the work out in before you turn to the remnants of turkey, and stuffing for breakfast, in a skillet with a couple fried eggs on top.
Things may be different when the new ice age sets in. A few extra pounds and a layer of blubber may become the fashion, so don’t get too obsessed with the work out. Sit back, have a cup of egg nog and think on that.