This is what I awoke to this morning. I'm looking for that big hunk of rope that I stashed in the spring!!

A lonely ski lift sits idle at the Beaver Valley ski club. This is one of those art photos that is supposed to strike fear into the hearts of other amateur photographers. So be warned all you wanna-Be's....I'm dropping the gauntlet...the die has been cast....you have been spurned by the specter of pure art...try and top this if you dare!!!!!

It snowed in Muddville today....for just a few, heart pounding minutes....then it stopped. It's enough to shrink the nads!!

I like Mike. Always ready to play fetch!!

Shaggin wagon...so called because of the common use of shag carpeting for the interiors of these trucks. Remember this one.....If this truck's a rockin, don't come a knockin. The end!!

Halloween is nigh and this is the humble beginnings of our decorations for the season. In order to compete with the neighbors we have to acquire some hay bales and a couple of dead farm animals. I'm telling you.....this is a very competitive time of year. Note to self...Octoberfest is over for another year...yeah!!

While hiking the other day I came across some wild berries and decided to eat one. They taste like burning!!

Motorcycles!