~~~ My Annual St. Patrick’s Day Toast ~~~   Leave a comment

As the day approaches, and since I might be about tippin’ a glass o’ Guiness I thought it appropriate to send to all me Irish friends, (and aren’t we all Irish on St. Paddy’s Day), my annual toast to celebrate the day and our friendship.


May you always have

the sun on your face

And a dry path to walk.

May the stars fill your eyes

And the moon light

The way to your door

May you know

Peace in your dreams

And love in your heart


Slainte !







Posted March 15, 2019 by PapaBear in Uncategorized

A Bit O’ Irish Humor   Leave a comment


With the onset o’ St. Patrick’s Day I thought to leave you wi’ a bit o’ humor t’night. 


Father O’ Malley answers the phone.

‘Hello, is this Father O’Malley?’ 
‘It is’
‘This is the Inland Revenue Service, income tax department. Can you help us?’ 
‘I can.’ 
‘Do you know a Ted Houlihan?’ 
‘I do’
‘Is he a member of your congregation?’

He is’
‘Did he donate $10,000 to the church?’

He will.’



Posted March 15, 2019 by PapaBear in holiday, Humor

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÷÷÷ HINTERLANDS÷÷÷   2 comments

A few pics taken during the visit of the polar vortex to the Great Lakes. Temps here were daytime highs of as low as  -5 and nightime lows in the -20s…. invigorating, eh? Well, we survived, and in style…, long underwear, fleece lined  pants and other chic attire.

That’s about all for tonight, folks!


Posted February 28, 2019 by PapaBear in Experiences, Personal, Photo

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÷÷÷ Winter Sprites ÷÷÷   2 comments

Not a picture  in black  and  white

The  Snow Queen did  this  just  for  spite

Knowing I’d spurn her as I have before

She  left all this outside  my door.


And  to show all that  her  heart  was  pure

Frost  Princess  dropped the  temperature

From 10 degrees  to  a minus  5

Keeping  me indoors  to stay  alive







Posted January 24, 2019 by PapaBear in Experiences, Humor, Personal, Photo, Poetry

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First Snow   2 comments


With icy wand in frigid hand

The Snow Queen comes

To strike the land.


And the cold comes

On muffled drums

With white frozen flakes

To fill fields and lakes (with snow).


The Snow Queen is there

With frost in her hair

And all of her maidens

Burdened and laden


With snow

Posted January 21, 2019 by PapaBear in Experiences, Personal, Poetry, Uncategorized

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** SUNSET AT MI CASITA   1 comment



Sunset last evening  wasn’t bold, or even extremely colorful but it was peaceful.  The soft hues of blue and pink reflected beautifully on the mirror calm surface of the lake.




Posted January 14, 2019 by PapaBear in Experiences, Photo, Prose

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*** 2019 ***   1 comment


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Posted December 31, 2018 by PapaBear in Uncategorized