Great day for ducks. But at times, almost a duck drownder. Wild winds and sheets of driven rain, which, at, least, cleared any remnant snow off the small, already frozen lakes.

On the way home from groceries Pax and I were dropped off on the far side of the prairie, for a good long walk home. He had not been out much previous, so it seemed like a good idea. But it wasn’t. We got drenched and blown sideways, but worst of all, noise from the University stadium (where a football game was in progress {some people don’t have the brains they were born with}) spooked him and then all he wanted to do was get home in the shortest amount of time possible. Oh, well.

Not a big fan of George H.W. who passed today, but I do admire him for some things. I especially agree with these statements: “There can be no definition of a successful life that does not include service to others.” And, “I have found happiness. I no longer pursue it, for it is mine.”