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She's been dragged well back into the woods now and I'll just leave her there.

If you want to come over & get it there's lotsa meat

Looked out the back door this morning and saw a dead deer that was ripped apart right beside my garage last night. I back onto woods and often hear the coyotes but last night never heard a sound. Couple years back they killed a fawn 100' from my back door. I'll drag the carcass back into the woods later today.

Thanks CrowMan, I always understood tariffs but for some reason the way they were talking lately I was thinking somehow we were gonna pay to ship stuff south of the border. I'm putting it put it down as a senior moment LOL

OK, thanks to all who replied, I guess we'll learn something tomorrow.

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I must be getting dopey(er) in my old age but that's the part I don't understand. The 1st. part is easy, Trump makes his people pay more hoping they'll start buying from somewhere other than Canada. But how does it help Canadians if we impose tariffs on American products if it's going to cost us all more. Is the thinking that we'll start buying those boats from somewhere other than the States ??

Thanks Pete but that still doesn't explain why Canadians have to pay to import things FROM the States plus pay to export things TO the States. Why are we paying both ways ?

This is NOT meant as a political question but I'm missing something on tariffs. The U.S. is imposing tariffs on Canada so when we order any of those products WE pay the price. Canada is gonna put reciprocal tariffs on the U.S. but it seems when they order any of those products WE are gonna pay for those too. What am I missing here ?

Got mine today.

Great shots Barry, you just never know what might pop up on a camera. LOL

You live in a beautiful hood Pete.

Beautiful ride for sure smitty, they sure don't make cars now the way they used to.

Mine was a '65 Pontiac convertible identical to the one pictured 'cept mine was dark green with white converible top and white interior. Riding in this beauty was like driving your living room couch. To this day I wish I'd never sold it.

Our local grocery store has now put "Made in Canada" stickers beside the price sticker to make it easier to buy the right stuff.

And a Happy New Year to you too.

And a Merry Christmas to you & yours too Barry !!

And a Merry Christmas to you & yours also.

I'm at Burleigh Falls and here their calling for -22 Saturday night, still the coldest we've had for awhile.

I was always old school and never got into the high end electronics, just a basic GPS for marking spots and caught fish and and tracking my drifts and 2 very basic sonars, one on the bow and another on the console to show depth and weeds. I always found it more fun trying to figure out where the fish should be and then go and get them. To each their own and nothing against anyone using electronics to find fish but to me that's taking most of the enjoyment out of catching them. I kept things basic and usually did very well on the water.

Thanks Guys, Sheri & Jim were as close as any brother & sister could be.

For those that don't know, my son was an iron worker for many years, he was one of the guys who worked hundreds of feet in the air bolting steel girders together. 20 years ago today something happened and he fell to his death. My daughter posted a nice story about Jim on social media and I thought I'd share it here. Love your kids today because you don't know what might happen tomorrow. +++++++++++ Every December 13th I wake up with a knot in my stomach. How is it that it feels like it was just yesterday but in actuality it’s been 20 years…….7,300 days since you left Mom, Dad & I and altered our lives in the worst way. As each year, each month, each day, each hour, each minute, each second passes and December 13 arrives we are reminded. To say that was the worse day of my life would be an understatement to say the least. I’ll be honest, the seconds, the minutes, the hours, the days that immediately followed are somewhat a blur. His funeral was beautiful. I have never been to a funeral that had that many people. There were so many that people poured out of the chapel, into the lobby of the funeral home, out the front door and down the sidewalk to the left and right. One of the most touching moments of the funeral were the fire trucks parked outside and the firefighters from my Dads station inside as well as an army of Iron Workers, ALL of them standing at the back of the chapel, dirty from top to bottom, steel toed boots and hard hats tucked under their arm. WOW, Jimmy was loved and very well known which, as I said earlier we came to know. Years later while I sat in the waiting room at the doctors office another patient walked in and sat beside me. It was obvious he was an Iron Worker, dirty clothes, steel toed boots and a hard hat covered in Iron Worker stickers. I struck up a conversation with him and told him my brother WAS an Iron Worker. He said “was?” How come he’s not anymore? I proceeded to tell him how Jimmy was killed. He looked at me and said “wait, was your brother Jimmy Knighton?”, which obviously I responded “yes, you knew him?” What he said next made me cry instantly and then proudly I smiled. He said “I didn’t know him personally but everyone in the industry knew who Jimmy Knighton was”. He said “Jimmy was one of THEE best Iron Workers there is”. He said “your brother was an AMAZING Iron Worker, he was fearless, he was tough and he was amazing”. I was in awe when he told me that. What an amazing legacy. Jimmy loved Christmas as much as I did. He was the “garbage man”. First my mom would toss a big black garbage bag to him and the ripping would begin. As we each opened our gifts one after the other, we would smoosh the wrapping paper into a ball and send it hurling at Jimmy so he could put it in the garbage bag. This would continue for 2-3 hours because our parents were lunatics when it came to Xmas shopping. Our livingroom became a minefield because there were so many presents, because we have the best parents. We still do have the best parents and they do STILL spoil me and I’m incredibly grateful for them every single day. However, I do have to admit that I dread Xmas now. I do try to get into the spirit……I decorate at work and my parents and I decorate their house but I have a hard time pushing myself to do any of that and it makes me even more sad that I have to put my parents through that because they know how much I struggle at Christmas. I’ve had a couple of friends say to me over the years…..”C’mon Sheri, it’s been years and years, you need to snap out of it”. That really hurts me when they say that. Do they think I wake up in December and say “ok, well, it’s time to pull out and dust off my miserable and sad personality, attitude and mood?? If only it were that easy. If only I could flip that switch and turn it off as soon as it turns on. It may be easy for some, but for me, not so easy and all I can say to anyone that criticizes me for my lack of jolliness and ho ho ho’s is this…… If you’ve never experienced great loss then you won’t understand the aching feeling of a broken heart it’s a real thing, and until that day arrives and you lose someone you love so much I would appreciate it if you can just keep your opinions to yourself. 20 years ago today, our lives were forever changed, and our broken hearts will forever ache. However, the one thing that did not change and never will is how much we love you Jimmy. We miss you terribly and we will love you ALWAYS +11 All reactions: 33

It might be just me but I found this a good demonstration and maybe useful to someone.

Nice pics Barry !!

Howdy stranger, good to see your still around Cliff.