FOGography, Et. Al

According to the experts, we're getting more daylight each day.

It's January, though. 

And, in January we also often deal with obstacles to enjoying the bright light of day. 

Yesterday, a healthy dose of fog enveloped our farm, creating a rather artistic dullness to the outdoor scene.

Hard to be artistic and dull at the same time, but that's the way I saw it while trudging through the snow.

Happily, the snow is not very deep, maybe four or five inches in some parts of the fields but just a couple of inches in others. 

So, no need for snow shoes, and an open invitation to get out there and enjoy the fresh air, even if it was really foggy. 

Today, the 4th, means just 27 days left of January. 

Bet I'm not the only one counting?

Anyway, ugh time is moving along here in the Selle Valley, and so far, we're tolerating it. 

On this January morning, I must report the thrill of opening up my computer screen and, within minutes, watching a wedding in real time in far-off Africa.

Congratulations, Colin Moody and your new bride, Rebekah. 

And, thank you for thinking of the folks back home as well as all your friends from around the world who could not attend your special day in person. 

Colin is an exceptional person and a good friend/former student. In fact, he wrote the forward to my third book.

  I have not yet met Rebekah, but I'm sure she must be someone very special, especially if she became Mrs. Colin Moody today. 

As an oldster who knew a time when you'd hear of far-off weddings in hand written letters along with with a couple of drug store photos or by reading about the event in the local paper, I marvel at the opportunity to view these events live and from afar. 

It's still pretty amazing to us old folks that such magic can happen right inside our homes or on a phone we carry in our pockets.

Speaking of phones, I had a vivid dream this morning just before waking.  

For some reason I was attending a conference where folks were sitting around a table.  

Then, the group moved to another location somewhere outside and quite a distance from that conference table where I realized later I had LEFT MY PHONE.

After struggling and finding my way back to the table, I could not find my phone.

So, I went to the hotel concierge, who told me he could not hand over my phone until I paid for my room. 

Then, thank God, I awakened.

 I was so glad to know it was just a smart-phone dream.

Even as I was coming fully awake, I worried about how someone could ever call me on my phone to let me know they had found it----cuz they would not know my passcode allowing them to use the phone to call me!

And, so this morning, I'm extremely happy about technology because of getting to see Colin's wedding BUT my mind is a bit disordered, thinking about the situation of my locked-up phone ever getting left on a table somewhere at some unknown conference where the hotel concierge is mean-spirited and not at all helpful. 

Ahhh, the problems of the world!

And, ahhh, the promise of happiness on this day,  a ZAGS game-day, and I'm hosting with hamburgers tonight. 

GO, ZAGS!  

Happy Saturday.  

Keep track of your phones. 

Had to add a little color from Ireland to the collection.