
No help wanted! NO ENTRY! DAWGS ARE WAITING TO RIP YOUR LEGS OFF! NO TRESPASSING! PRIVATE PROPERTY! And Merry Christmas to you too, pal
Beginning to look a lot like Christmas in downtown San Ignacio.

The first order of business in erecting the Christmas tree at the McKay house was for Mama Goldie to put on Brenda Lee and rock a little with a glass of cold Sherry in hand. You do have to get in a Christmas state of mind before you break out the decorations after all
It’s still not Christmas Season in my head till I’ve heard this a few times:
Hard to relate to all the frigid weather back in the States when the days here have been sunny, mild and divine all month. We’re entering the “high season” in Belize, when the resort and hotel and restaurant rates rise to “high.” But that’s because the weather is more reliably sunny and mild in the weeks and months ahead.
It’s perfect weather for just getting in the pickup and exploring:
In this pic up in the rugged Barton Creek region of Mountain Pine Ridge–the roads are still muddy and treacherous from weeks of near non-stop rain in the country’s exceptionally rainy year. (Up in the Corozal District in northern Belize–which is sugar country–the cane farmers were wiped out by the October-November deluges.
Or one can wade across or risk life and limb on this pre-historic swing bridge.

An alleged “road” up in the Barton Creek mountain region. Fortunately my wheels are Dodge Ram Tough.

But then, Barton Creek region has a lot of Mennonites, and Mennonites are always going to have top-grade roads.

The Mennonites also have the most idyllic farms and homesteads; somehow they have great, massive farms, roads and homesteads without kazillions of dollars in anything like America’s US Farm Bill subsidies. And they pretty much feed all of Belize without any government subsidies–gee, you have to wonder how they do that.
And speaking of Sherry . . .
Until next time . . .
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