May Day humor

All dogs go to Heaven

Speaking of clouds.

Clouds, religion, peace and war. The aliens are leaving.

This is more like my version of the afterlife.

What a cool riding mower.

It happens to the best of us.

It’s the start of insect season. But I’ve got to admit that I like late summer, early fall when the mantises are ready to reproduce.

You’d better know your music.

Now that’s a cauldron that I’d try.

Oh those pesky pets. That’s the Wizards dragon.

Kick ’em out of the nest, the easiest way to become an “empty nester.”

Every time I see large flocks of Sandhill Cranes, like the other day when over 5,000 flew past Whitefish Point, I look for a “big boy.” One of these days we’ll see a Whooping Crane with all of the Sandhill’s.

More tomorrow…