These were decompression days. Most of it was spent trying to remember how the remotes work for the huge TV in our living room. It seems so odd to watch TV on such a big screen. For the last 5 months or so I’ve been guessing about what I was seeing. That got worse when I did a face plant which also bent my glasses all out of whack. Don’t think I mentioned that side benefit from falling down. Anyway, it’s a brand new world we’re in and the remote issue isn’t new. It was just waiting for us to pick up where we left off last August.

The main issue is the sound bar. I believe I conquered the sound bar problem on Friday. If not totally, it’s good enough.

Max got his first walk round his neighborhood on Thursday and he surprised me with his recollection of the yards where dogs lived that he always barked at. He didn’t skip a beat.

Jeff came over early and scraped away some of the snow in our front walk.

He did a lot with the driveway, too, and Max showed his appreciation.

Max adores, Jeff and vice versa.

Here’s a look upstream on Milton Creek. Looks pleasant, and it really is, but when the snow starts melting it will get pretty rowdy.

Here’s where Max stands guard to ward off water born predators. He’s either really good at it, or there just aren’t any becasue we’ve never been bothered by anything that came out of the creek.

Actually, you can see he’s looking up which is a dead giveaway that he’s looking for squirrels. There are many who live in the trees that surround us and he’s chased all of them at one time or another.

Hope everyone is safe and warm.