It was a cold Sunday evening the air was… *%@# COLD!!! I stood in my purple snowmobile jacket, gloves, and other winter wear, looked at the thermometer as it read -4 F, and we headed out into the frozen tundra. I smiled as I saw snow footprints from yesterday blown over, must be a bad day to be a squirrel!!! It was a beautiful day, however! The sun was out, the air was crisp and everything was so lovely… because it was FROZEN IN PLACE!!! Heck we’ve been in colder times than this. We have our winter survival stuff in case of emergency and it’s not like we are on the polar caps!We stopped into the Fishbowl Bar and Restaurant for dinner. We have been here many times, by car and snowmobile, and always enjoyed the wonderful people, staff and owners. We were lucky to be able get to converse with the owner’s parents, Greg and Liz again, great people! Mom and dad carry enjoy big game hunting. The owners Burl and Lisa are also big game hunters and if you have a chance to go there you will see that immediately. The bar is filled with hunter trophies. There are varieties of fowl, deer, gazelle, and things you may only see on National Geographic. For me, the most ominous is the brownish red bear, with huge paws and teeth. Heck I may live in the woods, but I am still trying to shake off part of that city girl!
Well as it always seems to happen with friends, conversation and libation abounded as we enjoyed a burger the size of Kansas City! It was delicious with fried onions and savory fries. We laughed as we talked with others about everything, from broken down cars to people inviting us to the St. Patrick’s Day events, both at certain bars and in their garages that have been converted to “come on over and have a drink” places. Watching the Pro Bowl in Hawaii (Ithink) and the Wild on TV it became apparent that we needed to head out while our whits were with us.
I pulled my scarf over my head, thinking “I don’t want to go out there”, and steamrolled for the door. Our peaceful solace, our answered prayer, was that we did not break down, the roads were drivable and the heat, oh blessed heat was on at our home.
I walked over to our window and smiled as I saw my beautiful orchids smiling at the night shine, patiently awaiting the sun. With hearty blooms; snubbing their nose at the cold and wind of this frigid night. I know, anyone can snub their nose through a window, but these frickin’ things are not easy to grow!
So here is a photo of my lovely orchids. I hope you enjoy them!