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I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of MontrΓ©al.

And I am an equally obscure great-grandson of George Henry Leandre Barcelo & Sarah Anne Bird of Winnipeg (Manitoba) and Langdon (North Dakota).

Tuesday, 18 January 2022

An Odd Trace of Snow

I had hoped last evening to be able to watch a movie with my younger brother, but I didn't want to commence it any later than 9:15 p.m. due to it being well over two hours long. Unfortunately, he came home too late for me to comfortably fit it in.

The weather has certainly been mild of late. Even overnight, temperatures remain a few degrees above freezing. 

Two days ago at 1:39 p.m., I took three photos while looking across the street from my living room ─ they showed the last remaining wee bit of snow:




I had gone shopping early that morning and walked a distance in total of approximately three miles, yet nowhere else did I see a trace of snow.

I felt it most remarkable that the speck of snow ─ which you can see on the far side of the street ─ seemed to be the last remnant anywhere around of the recent snowfall, and was there for me to view from my living room window and nowhere else in the distance that I had walked.

Please note that there was not originally some enormous pile of the stuff, and this bit was all that remained of that disappeared mountain. There was originally no more snow there than anywhere else after being piled following snowplowing or shovelling.

So how is it that this small bit survived exclusive to anywhere else? And on a relatively dry street, no less?

The following day ─ that is, yesterday ─ I was able to barely make out a dash of white that could easily have been confused as just a bit of paper laying there. I considered fetching my camera to take that final piece of evidence of this amazing survivor of our last snowfall, but I had yet to see how the three photos above had turned out. If they were all blurry due to shaking hands, then there would not have been much point in any further photos.

Needless to say, that trace of snow survives no more. And I say that with a tinge of sadness.

Well, my poor wife had to work a full day today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, so she left here around 10:35 a.m. on her fairly long drive for her 11 a.m. start. Perhaps my brother and I were still watching the Dr. Joseph Mercola video that I had tuned in on our T.V. via our Android TV Box ─ the video had been uploaded to BitChute on January 12, and was just a little over an hour long: The Plan to Tag Us for the New World Order Slave System- Interview with Dr. Vladimir Zelenko

My brother has come to appreciate these interviews by Dr. Mercola, I do believe

I followed it up with a 43-minute video posted to Rumble by Action4Canada just two days ago: Empowering Businesses to Stay Open Pursuant to Charter Rights and Freedoms.

This is a video any business owner in Canada who does not want anything to do with mandated closures ─ or with the mandated enforcement of face masks and customer / employee 'vaccinations' ─ needs to watch. Then once it has been watched, thoroughly study the informational resources referred to in the video.

No business needs to be limiting itself. Our criminal governments and health authorities do not give a damn about anything except the agenda they are involved in forcing upon us all.

And with that declared, I am going to quit this post and try to watch a Christmas movie before my brother returns this evening from his afternoon outing. I feel like indulging in some liquor, and and a Christmas movie is my only justification ─ the booze enhances the emotional impact of such fare.

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