Michigan Thread - all are welcome!

Michigan is cold. And snowy. Did I mention the cold?

Its cold alright! My hands are still stiff from moving the cows around at work. Brrr!

Ok, back to the Santa question. I do not know what he would be doing in Michigan. I have never believe in Santa, so don't know much about the overweight fella.
 
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LOL. Yes, we are the mitten state if you are looking at a map. Top right part of the country, along the canada. line

( never gave it much thought that you were from out-of-country and might not know; i don't know where you are either!)
 
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The FF&H in Muskegon (Holton Rd) also has chicks. They didn't have a lot but I think California Grays, Barred Rock, Easter Eggers they're calling Araucana, Isa, Reds. Nothing fancy, just the basics. Over half of their tubs were empty still. I didn't buy any. Instead I drove out to Cedar Creek and picked up some hatching eggs (FBCM and Buff Brahma), met the owners, very nice. The back roads were snow-covered though, just as a warning to anyone going out that way.

Opa, your insistence that you have proof of Santa reminds me of a story. My family (extended, large and loud) had perpetuated the Santa Claus myth when my cousins, sister and I were young. One Christmas, he came and put presents under the tree while we (aunts, uncles, cousins, etc) hid in the dark kitchen to watch. Someone took a flash picture (of the long burning flash cube variety) and when our eyes adjusted back to the dimly lit room, he was gone. My impressionable mind was in awe. I kept that photograph of him for years and when I was nine, took it to school one day to make an argument for his existence. No one else seemed to believe and I had photographic proof. If they just saw the picture, maybe they'd change their minds. But, naturally, I was made the laughing stock of the school and was devastated *inconsolably in tears* (never mind the same children who were laughing at me believed in a bigger unbelievable thing but I didn't know that at the time). It was my grandfather, obviously, dressed in the same red outfit he wore at the VFW and we didn't recognize him there either! So gullible.




I recently put that same photo on a bottle of wine that I made from grapes that my grandpa grew on his farm and called it Pixie Dell Red after the name of his farm. I gave him a bottle while he was in the nursing home, right before he died (no, I didn't kill him). He got a kick out of it. It was bittersweet. That photo just about ruined my life and then opened my mind. Child abuse and invaluable life lessons. Amazing what a silly photograph can do.

So tell us, what *does* Santa do in Michigan in the spring? Does it involve the Easter Bunny, or little leprechauns? I'm starting to think that I don't want to know.

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Nigellas, check your PMS!
Don't haul your kiddies out in this crap! I'll get the chicks after work if that's ok.



I think we're working on 2 inches in AA and the roads are getting slicker. I couldn't stop to turn in the drive at work so I had to go around vs rear ending someone! EEKS!
Then on the road going to my workplace, everything was going great slow n steady, and the car just started to drift sideways around the curve.
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No I wasn't going fast! The road going to my job, has deep ponds on all sides of most of the curves. Not a place to land in a ditch, unless you want to go for a swim!!
 
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