Of Archbishops and Winter Storms

Caught in the midst of a busy two weeks, here are a few recent [declassified] photos from my routine assignment of [declassified] covert duties.

On February 20th my oldest niece Anna successfully navigated the gauntlet of Confirmation.  For you pagan derelicts (i.e., non-Catholics) reading this, that's a rite of initiation.  If it helps you heathens, think of "The Century Club" at Paradise City with Pope Big Randy the First and you may begin to have some better idea of process and significance.  Afterward, I surreptitiously had my photo taken with Archbishop Schnurr.  He is the shadowy figure in the background doing something or other [credit: Gary Burbank].  I am the handsome devil sporting the stylish sweater.

Global Warming/Climate Change hit The Ranch without much warning this past week, causing much change in scenery.  The resulting winter wonderland summoned me to record the event.

This photo (above) is from the West 40, in an area just recently (this past summer) cleared of all manner of invasive growth in an effort to expand the usable acreage of The Ranch.

From the West 40 again.  Different perspective, here looking between the snow laden branches of a buckeye tree.