Good Morning!

[Mike from TN]

Mornin Reefers!
All the talk about Bob Ross and his squirrels makes me want to tell Y’all about my little buddy Squint.
We’ve been living in our house in the woods for just over 5 years. Squirrels everywhere. When we first moved in, we noticed a baby female grey squirrel kept hanging around the house and looking distressed.
Turns out one of the neighbor kids shot her with a BB gun. She is missing her left eye (hence the name Squint).
For 5 years, she has been hanging around our barn. We have gotten to where we can hand feed her peanuts and treats. She never goes more than 50 feet from the barn and sometimes sleeps in the hen house. The “girls” don’t even mind having her in there. When we go out to tend to the chickens, she always comes running.
Have a great day and remember the rules!
Wear your mask
Wash your hands
Look both ways
Dont touch the anemone
&
Be HAPPY!

 

[virtual reality]

Good Morning.

 

[sp1187]

"we know nothin'

oh look...… designer squirrel.

 

[sp1187]

Good Morning Reefies.
:cool:

 

[Peace River]

Good morning! I had to take a trip out of Florida to find out that it isn’t summer anymore!

 

[Arcticfirefighter]

Morning to all my fellow reefers!!

 

[Paulie069]

Gooood morning R2R God Bless all of you and have an awesome day much lov R2R

 

[WVNed]

Good morning
I made it to another one. The fish are still over there. Coffee tastes good.
So far so good.

 

[sp1187]

Good morning! I had to take a trip out of Florida to find out that it isn’t summer anymore!

70 in Michigan yesterday,
:rolleyes:

 

[fishguy242]

good morning all.. :) 78 today going to 40 tonight:oops:wondering what is going to happen in between???

 

[WVNed]

A fat lip. Bear activated his special attack skill cranial battering ram on it. Fine, take the ball and leave.

 

[dbowman5]

oh look...… designer squirrel.

no, designer squirrels are in Bowling Green, Ohio. crosses between black and white squirrels in biology department created white squirrels wearing black pants and vests.

 

[Paul B]

This morning about 6:00am it was still kind of dark and very foggy. I mean pea soup foggy but me not being a Snowflake decided to take my morning walk. I usually walk about three miles almost every morning just because my knees feel like they have broken glass in them and walking seems to make them feel a little better, until I stop of course. Then they feel worse but pain is good because it lets you know you are still on the right side of the grass.
I had one knee replaced but It feels worse so I keep asking my Doctor if he can find my old knee and put it back in. o_O
So after I walked about 100 yards and passed over this dead snake I started down this long country road. The road is a mile and a half long and forest on both sides.


The fog was getting thicker and it was getting quieter. Not that it was noisy before but I could hear birds and the occasional wood chuck arguing with a rabbit.
Now the fog completely engulfed me and I could almost hear the voice of Rod Seirling. (Google him)
I couldn't see anything and now it was dead quiet. I could barely see my own feet but I could smell something that kept me going. It was the unmistakable smell of wet horse and I know there is a rescue horse ranch on this road. But something was "off". :oops:

As I walked I thought I could hear, very faintly the theme music from the "Twilight Zone".
I felt like I was walking through a time warp and wasn't sure what day it was. Heck, I couldn't even tell what year it was and I worried that when I emerged from this noxious atmosphere that I would be swept back in time to the 1940s and didn't know if I would come face to face with HITLER or Susan Sarandan, who smokes by the way. :rolleyes:


The smell of wet horse got stronger and through the fog,I could see horses. They weren't pulling plows or sporting Swastikas which I figured was a good sign.
I could now see a glimpse of the sky half expecting to see a couple of Bi-planes sporting vintage machine guns but thankfully they didn't appear.
I made it to my turn around point and started heading home with the knowledge that all was well and I was still in my own time zone.
That was until I entered my house and my wife was churning butter wearing a corset and a hoop skirt ;Facepalm

 

[dbowman5]

This morning about 6:00am it was still kind of dark and very foggy. I mean pea soup foggy but me not being a Snowflake decided to take my morning walk. I usually walk about three miles almost every morning just because my knees feel like they have broken glass in them and walking seems to make them feel a little better, until I stop of course. Then they feel worse but pain is good because it lets you know you are still on the right side of the grass.
I had one knee replaced but It feels worse so I keep asking my Doctor if he can find my old knee and put it back in. o_O
So after I walked about 100 yards and passed over this dead snake I started down this long country road. The road is a mile and a half long and forest on both sides.


The fog was getting thicker and it was getting quieter. Not that it was noisy before but I could hear birds and the occasional wood chuck arguing with a rabbit.
Now the fog completely engulfed me and I could almost hear the voice of Rod Seirling. (Google him)
I couldn't see anything and now it was dead quiet. I could barely see my own feet but I could smell something that kept me going. It was the unmistakable smell of wet horse and I know there is a rescue horse ranch on this road. But something was "off". :oops:

As I walked I thought I could hear, very faintly the theme music from the "Twilight Zone".
I felt like I was walking through a time warp and wasn't sure what day it was. Heck, I couldn't even tell what year it was and I worried that when I emerged from this noxious atmosphere that I would be swept back in time to the 1940s and didn't know if I would come face to face with HITLER or Susan Sarandan, who smokes by the way. :rolleyes:


The smell of wet horse got stronger and through the fog,I could see horses. They weren't pulling plows or sporting Swastikas which I figured was a good sign.
I could now see a glimpse of the sky half expecting to see a couple of Bi-planes sporting vintage machine guns but thankfully they didn't appear.
I made it to my turn around point and started heading home with the knowledge that all was well and I was still in my own time zone.
That was until I entered my house and my wife was churning butter wearing a corset and a hoop skirt ;Facepalm

but that was her normal wasn't it? oh i see yeah definitely 'twilight zone weird' trying to churn in a hoop skirt

 

[Paulie069]

This morning about 6:00am it was still kind of dark and very foggy. I mean pea soup foggy but me not being a Snowflake decided to take my morning walk. I usually walk about three miles almost every morning just because my knees feel like they have broken glass in them and walking seems to make them feel a little better, until I stop of course. Then they feel worse but pain is good because it lets you know you are still on the right side of the grass.
I had one knee replaced but It feels worse so I keep asking my Doctor if he can find my old knee and put it back in. o_O
So after I walked about 100 yards and passed over this dead snake I started down this long country road. The road is a mile and a half long and forest on both sides.


The fog was getting thicker and it was getting quieter. Not that it was noisy before but I could hear birds and the occasional wood chuck arguing with a rabbit.
Now the fog completely engulfed me and I could almost hear the voice of Rod Seirling. (Google him)
I couldn't see anything and now it was dead quiet. I could barely see my own feet but I could smell something that kept me going. It was the unmistakable smell of wet horse and I know there is a rescue horse ranch on this road. But something was "off". :oops:

As I walked I thought I could hear, very faintly the theme music from the "Twilight Zone".
I felt like I was walking through a time warp and wasn't sure what day it was. Heck, I couldn't even tell what year it was and I worried that when I emerged from this noxious atmosphere that I would be swept back in time to the 1940s and didn't know if I would come face to face with HITLER or Susan Sarandan, who smokes by the way. :rolleyes:


The smell of wet horse got stronger and through the fog,I could see horses. They weren't pulling plows or sporting Swastikas which I figured was a good sign.
I could now see a glimpse of the sky half expecting to see a couple of Bi-planes sporting vintage machine guns but thankfully they didn't appear.
I made it to my turn around point and started heading home with the knowledge that all was well and I was still in my own time zone.
That was until I entered my house and my wife was churning butter wearing a corset and a hoop skirt ;Facepalm

I enjoy taking his morning walks with you ,, god bless Paul stay safe n healthy ,,, much lov n respect

 

[ScottB]

This morning about 6:00am it was still kind of dark and very foggy. I mean pea soup foggy but me not being a Snowflake decided to take my morning walk. I usually walk about three miles almost every morning just because my knees feel like they have broken glass in them and walking seems to make them feel a little better, until I stop of course. Then they feel worse but pain is good because it lets you know you are still on the right side of the grass.
I had one knee replaced but It feels worse so I keep asking my Doctor if he can find my old knee and put it back in. o_O
So after I walked about 100 yards and passed over this dead snake I started down this long country road. The road is a mile and a half long and forest on both sides.


The fog was getting thicker and it was getting quieter. Not that it was noisy before but I could hear birds and the occasional wood chuck arguing with a rabbit.
Now the fog completely engulfed me and I could almost hear the voice of Rod Seirling. (Google him)
I couldn't see anything and now it was dead quiet. I could barely see my own feet but I could smell something that kept me going. It was the unmistakable smell of wet horse and I know there is a rescue horse ranch on this road. But something was "off". :oops:

As I walked I thought I could hear, very faintly the theme music from the "Twilight Zone".
I felt like I was walking through a time warp and wasn't sure what day it was. Heck, I couldn't even tell what year it was and I worried that when I emerged from this noxious atmosphere that I would be swept back in time to the 1940s and didn't know if I would come face to face with HITLER or Susan Sarandan, who smokes by the way. :rolleyes:


The smell of wet horse got stronger and through the fog,I could see horses. They weren't pulling plows or sporting Swastikas which I figured was a good sign.
I could now see a glimpse of the sky half expecting to see a couple of Bi-planes sporting vintage machine guns but thankfully they didn't appear.
I made it to my turn around point and started heading home with the knowledge that all was well and I was still in my own time zone.
That was until I entered my house and my wife was churning butter wearing a corset and a hoop skirt ;Facepalm

Paul please remind us what you add to your coffee in the morning. Maybe a link to it on Amazon would be helpful.
Thank you,
scott

 

[Ippyroy]

Good morning. Snowy and cold here. Gotta go mail off some chaeto today but I don’t want to leave the house. Have a great day and stay safe.

 

[Mike from TN]

This morning about 6:00am it was still kind of dark and very foggy. I mean pea soup foggy but me not being a Snowflake decided to take my morning walk. I usually walk about three miles almost every morning just because my knees feel like they have broken glass in them and walking seems to make them feel a little better, until I stop of course. Then they feel worse but pain is good because it lets you know you are still on the right side of the grass.
I had one knee replaced but It feels worse so I keep asking my Doctor if he can find my old knee and put it back in. o_O
So after I walked about 100 yards and passed over this dead snake I started down this long country road. The road is a mile and a half long and forest on both sides.


The fog was getting thicker and it was getting quieter. Not that it was noisy before but I could hear birds and the occasional wood chuck arguing with a rabbit.
Now the fog completely engulfed me and I could almost hear the voice of Rod Seirling. (Google him)
I couldn't see anything and now it was dead quiet. I could barely see my own feet but I could smell something that kept me going. It was the unmistakable smell of wet horse and I know there is a rescue horse ranch on this road. But something was "off". :oops:

As I walked I thought I could hear, very faintly the theme music from the "Twilight Zone".
I felt like I was walking through a time warp and wasn't sure what day it was. Heck, I couldn't even tell what year it was and I worried that when I emerged from this noxious atmosphere that I would be swept back in time to the 1940s and didn't know if I would come face to face with HITLER or Susan Sarandan, who smokes by the way. :rolleyes:


The smell of wet horse got stronger and through the fog,I could see horses. They weren't pulling plows or sporting Swastikas which I figured was a good sign.
I could now see a glimpse of the sky half expecting to see a couple of Bi-planes sporting vintage machine guns but thankfully they didn't appear.
I made it to my turn around point and started heading home with the knowledge that all was well and I was still in my own time zone.
That was until I entered my house and my wife was churning butter wearing a corset and a hoop skirt ;Facepalm

Beautiful pictures Paul.
Where on Long Island are you? I was born in Bayshore, raised in Lake Ronkonkoma and ended up in Holbrook before relocating to CA. Now, in TN of course. Haven’t been back to LI in about 20 years.

 

[ReefGrammie]

make them sing the Barney Song.

I'm late today. Good late morning. Thank you for the reminder of how much I despised the Barney song!!! My boys were in preschool when Barney was the daytime king. I heard that song MULTIPLE times a day. I can hear that nasally "I love you, you love me...." THANK YOU VERY MUCH!! ;Hilarious

 

[sp1187]

I'm late today. Good late morning. Thank you for the reminder of how much I despised the Barney song!!! My boys were in preschool when Barney was the daytime king. I heard that song MULTIPLE times a day. I can hear that nasally "I love you, you love me...." THANK YOU VERY MUCH!! ;Hilarious

we used to threaten the kids with it when they argued. keep it up and you can hug and sing "THE SONG".
:D