Thursday, October 20, 2016

Little Fern House
in my woods

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Vero Beach, FL

It appears the Vero Beach area dodged a bullet, so to speak.  Hurricane Matthew passed near-by, off-shore as a category III storm and the only reported damage is relatively minor; downed trees and power lines and some beach erosion.

One fellow was reported to say he expected " find nothing left when he returned to his local mobile home park."  Instead the only evidence of the storm there was downed branches and some car-ports and awnings destroyed.

Our mobile home/RV park remains evacuated.  Stay tuned!

Friday, October 7, 2016

Intellicast Radar 3:15 a.m., Friday, October 7, 2016

The designator VRB in the lower left of the eye of the hurricane is Vero Beach, Florida; our winter home for the past six snow-birding seasons.  The future of that marvelous, winter diversion is very much in question at the moment of this radar image.

May God have mercy on the folks in this massive storm's path. 

Wednesday, October 5, 2016


GOD STOPPED BY THE WOODS and sprinkled crimson stardust on this young maple tree.

Now it stands quietly and enjoys its visual blessing while its neighbors remain dressed in the fading growing season's greenery.

Thanks God for what was, what is, and what is yet to be. 

Tuesday, October 4, 2016


The boys on WMAN news radio were talking the other morning about the very noticeable lack of what's-her-name's yard signs in their local listening area during this presidential election.

It's true.  While there are Trump signs everywhere I can think of two of hers.  T.w.o.

Decided to look into this on a drive to the Columbus airport today.  I took SR 13 through Bellville to Mt. Vernon, SR 661 and US 62 through Johnstown to Gahanna and on to the airport.

I passed boatloads of Trump signs.

I saw four of what's-her-name's.

In fact, they were virtually trumped (smile) by the 3 signs I saw promoting her imprisonment.

Now, this isn't exactly a scientific poll but it is revealing.  Makes one wonder about the legitimacy of the national "scientific" polls that keep describing this election as a tight race.

You don't suppose the pollsters have been manipulating the results, do you?

Nah, that couldn't possibly happen with today's high level of professionalism and journalism ethics we've come to enjoy with pollsters and major news outlets.

Or, could it?


Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Kristin Scott, Worship Leader

Services with
CiTiChurch, Bellville, Ohio

Robert Macdonald, Lead Male Vocalist and
Sarah Griesbach, Vocalist

Tim McGunigal, Bass Guitar

Ashley Macdonald (L) and Kelli Touby, Vocalists

Dramatic Production on Sanctuary Stage

Micah Pelkey, Lead Pastor

Baby Dedication

Ethan Boggs, Executive Pastor

Justin Dillotte, Electric Guitar

Pastor Pelkey

Pastor Boggs

Visual lyrics

Pastor Boggs


...and Amen

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The pictures above are representative from several weeks of church services.

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

A thru hike on the Appalachian Trail

Five months and 23 days after launching this Goliath of a hike in the mountains of northern Georgia, Suds and Subman (above) celebrate the finish on the top of Katahdin Mountain in Maine.

That's a walk of 2,015 miles.  Yup, I said two thousand and change.  For a fun contrast; have any of us even walked 15 miles recently?

The trail basically follows the Appalachian Mountains along the East coast of the US.

No wonder it took 5 months.  Not sure I could drive it any faster.

Those monikers are their trail names.  Suds' belongs to my neighbor's daughter really known as Angela Mays and Subman is Larry LaPierre.  The neighbors are directly across the road from me; John and Sondra Mays and we've both been following their hiker's journal, sometimes breathlessly.

Trail names are a treasured mystique of veteran, thru-hikers, often being proclaimed by fellow hikers after some memorable happening.  Suds got hers when she was doing a 5-day tune-up hike and her shoes foamed like a miniature washing machine with toooo much soap when they encountered heavy rains and Subman, watching the spectacle, made the proclamation.

Her life's partner Subman was, you guessed it, a submariner in the US Navy and, drum-roll please, a veteran of two previous thru hikes of the AT.  That's more than 6,000 miles of wandering the mountain peaks and valleys of the Appalachians.  He's also fond of sub sandwiches.  Very fond.

The highest mountain they climbed was Clingman's Dome at 6,643 feet above sea level.  Their finish climb was a mere 5,267 feet above sea level to the top of Mt. Katahdin, the highest point in Maine.  That mountain is so far north in Maine hikers are likely to see more moose in a day than humans.

Angela said, "I'm sure our hike will be the most exhilarating adventure I am blessed with."

Fogeyisms tips it's hat to these world-class wanderers for this successful pursuit of their dream.

Mt. Katahdin, Maine