KEYS TO THE KEYS

 So, what's to do in Key West anyway?

Well, there's a mid-day visit to Blue Heaven.

A nice laid-back (what isn't in Key West) place to nosh on a Southern speciality - Shrimp & Grits.

The BRD chose a different route - a Grilled Cheese Sandwich.

With grilled tomatoes.

And lobster.

The photographer was too late.

A huge bite, or two, had already been taken.

So we move on to one of the main reasons for the visit.

To present one of Gayle's totems to new parents Jeremy and Marina.

 

Perfectly situated in a place of honor by their pool.

TEMPORARY

 I guess you know why my blog has suddenly changed color today.

It's March 17th.

Happy St. Patrick's Day.

Though St. Patrick wasn't ever canonized by the Catholic Church, and he wasn't Irish, and he didn't bring Christianity to Ireland, and he didn't drive the snakes out of Ireland, and the day celebrating him in Ireland was a holy day marked with fasting and religious observances, and St. Patrick's Day as we know it with parades and green beer and drunkeness and corned beef and cabbage was actually invented in the United States by Irish immigrants;

In spite of all that, it's not a bad day for a pint of stout.

Sláinte!

WINDOWS

 This is the view from my room this morning.

Overnight snow again in Arizona.

This is the view from the BRD's room.

She's vacationing in Key West, Florida.

Where have I gone wrong? 😢

VIVA BENITO!

 Today is an important holiday in the land of our neighbor to the south.

It is celebrated throughout Mexico on the third Monday in March marking the birthday of Benito Juarez.

In 1858, the Liberal judge became the first indigenous President of Mexico, following a civil war with Conservatives.

Juarez was actually born on March 21st, 1806, which would make him 215 if he were still alive.

But he died of a heart attack in the National Palace in 1872 at the age of 66.

His parents were poor Zapotec peasants in the state of Oaxaca who both died when Juarez was 3.

Shortly after his grandparents also died so young Benito was raised by his uncle.

He walked to the city of Oaxaca when he was 12 to begin his schooling and rapidly rose to prominence.

He is remembered today as a progressive reformer dedicated to democracy and equal rights for the indigenous people.

And he was a friend of the United States of America.

So today raise a glass to Benito Juarez.

D-D-D-D-DAYLIGHT SAVING TIME

 

It was a chilly 27 F. when I rescued myself from the Arms of Morpheus this morning.

And once again there was a dusting of snow.

Especially out in the South Pasture.

ONLY 4 DAYS TO GO

 

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

 I'm in Arizona.

It's snowing.

Are you laughing?

Then I'm off to a good start.

Yes, Gentle Readers, it's the end of another week and many of you (Judy and I included) are fully vaccinated, the stimulus bill is passed and signed and checks will soon be in the mail (or however the funds are distributed) and Daylight Savings Time begins this weekend.

Wait a minute, that was supposed to be a good news sentence.

Oh well, it wasn't a bad week and I've got some advice especially for the ladies this morning: how to spend some of that stimulus money.

If you Trekkies and others are groaning right along I know I've done my job.

Now jump joyously but judiciously into a weekend full of juxtapositioned jollifications, maybe enjoy some jabberwocky, jaunty and jolly, without jitteriness or jealousness, and journalize about it in your own jurisdictions.

Oh, and always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

(Ah, just as I suspected!)