Friday, February 12, 2010

The Whether Channel

Hardly a week has whipped by and our trip south already seems like a long lost memory. Things are back to the way they were when we left; Kelly furiously studying while the bloggerette tears up the joint...




Me, back up on various rooftops in the blistering cold or in dungeon basements; trying to ensure people's tootsies stay warm.




Meanwhile, just a mere three hour flight away is climate change for the taking. Just days ago we were contentedly face to face with the colorful denezins of more sensible climes.













It's a nice place to visit, but would I want to live there? Each year the answer gets a little more skewed to the affirmative.

But with each year, it also seems more difficult to yank up roots and start new somewhere else. Aye, that's the rub.




We're dug in here. Here, we usually know what to do and what to expect. Here, we stand and weather the storms...

...or not.




Hmm...you never know; there is always the possibility that those warmer climes will decide to pack up, and move here...

5 comments:

Mary E.Carey said...

SO funny, Tony! I love that first pic of the bloggerette! I love how little kids do that. Interesting hawk photo too. Brian and I agree with you about the balance tipping on the side of moving t a warm climate.

VanDog said...

Ha Ha.. Pots and Pans. A timeless toddler activity.

Radar Check said...

Good pic of kel and kid.thanks for posting bird dance photo.

Tony said...

she's becoming a mini vortex of swirling destruction around here...

Tony said...

the bird dance is kinda valentiney...sorta...