for us here at The Ravens Grin Inn.
The weather is still not too spring-like maybe some people are victims of "Cabin Fever"?
("Just gtta go! gotta Do!")
We have alot of plowed, pushed into small moutain-range, piles of old snow all around the place too.
It was 16 degrees below zero here this morning. I'll have to put a heat gun on the air compressor's crankcase to give it a chance of running!
One young woman due in here Sat. began coming here when she was in high school, now she's brining her kids here.
Another couple due in here are yard haunters from several hours away who have been listening to other yard haunters rave about Ravens Grin for a long time.
Then there are the busload from Kentucky due in Sat, night who have been coming here for years.
Winter can be tough because nobody shows up for long stretches then they all show up the same night!?
Sounds like my old blind pooch, Stormy and I will have to wait on our nightly detective work in the parking lots this busy weekend. There is a mystery we have been working on involving strange yellow marks in the snow and dog turds blemishing the pure white snow!
Who could be doing such evil deeds?
The answer might be close to us. As close as the end of his leash. His end, not mine.
The weather is still not too spring-like maybe some people are victims of "Cabin Fever"?
("Just gtta go! gotta Do!")
We have alot of plowed, pushed into small moutain-range, piles of old snow all around the place too.
It was 16 degrees below zero here this morning. I'll have to put a heat gun on the air compressor's crankcase to give it a chance of running!
One young woman due in here Sat. began coming here when she was in high school, now she's brining her kids here.
Another couple due in here are yard haunters from several hours away who have been listening to other yard haunters rave about Ravens Grin for a long time.
Then there are the busload from Kentucky due in Sat, night who have been coming here for years.
Winter can be tough because nobody shows up for long stretches then they all show up the same night!?
Sounds like my old blind pooch, Stormy and I will have to wait on our nightly detective work in the parking lots this busy weekend. There is a mystery we have been working on involving strange yellow marks in the snow and dog turds blemishing the pure white snow!
Who could be doing such evil deeds?
The answer might be close to us. As close as the end of his leash. His end, not mine.
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