Weather Resilience Prints

"It's from the cows! They're home and want in!"

"Things are still a little rough for me, and occasionally I lose hope and get depressed—but I'm getting stronger every day."

'Dang it, I just washed this street. Boy, every time...'

"Even if forced to slave all day, in my mind I'll always play!"

A sturdy hand-hold against the vicissitudes of life: $1.00 per minute.

Annoying neighbours - irritating wind chimes

"Attitude is everything, Sid. Remember: Life is 10% what happens to us, and 90% how we choose to react to it!"

Run, Mike, Run!

Don't Take No For an Answer

New Orleans Will Come Back Blues.

"Before someone says anything, yes, it was a long winter."

Ready for the curves life throws at you.

"For years after Vietnam, I woke up screaming about the cold weather in Toronto."

"John, does this mean you've given up looking for work?"

"While I no longer laugh in the face of adversity, occasionally I can manage a contemptuous snort."

The globe vaults over Covid-19

Just Survived My 3rd COVID Scare Dance.

"Help me! I'm trapped. In a dead end job."

'Got to give it to him - He knows how to leave gracefully.'

"Could be worse..." "Could be worse..." "Could be worse..." "Could be... oh, never mind."

'We made it, Happy New Year.'

"I don't care if your ears are freezing. Get those covers off!"

"Dear, I've bounced back from cancer, two heart attacks and a stroke. You know what kills me?" "Obviously nothing."

"Going cold turkey might be too much for him . . . Let him watch reruns of the 1977 centenary test in Melbourne until the lockdown is over!"

"Engage! Your! Core!"

'I try not to push him. After all, his job, his division, his company and his hometown were eliminated.'

"Finally, it's all shovelled."

Health food - salt substitute

"Lost my job - out of money - pandemic - what's next. . . ?"

"Keep your chin up."

You know it's a really bad winter when. . .

'Stay warm last night?'

"Boy, in the cold light of day it's really freaking cold!"

'I used to be on the cutting edge, always pushing the envelope. Now I stuff them.'

"It's the same thing every Monday morning. Trust me. . . he'll rise to the occasion."