IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY IN GARFIELD At one of the NBIC gaduate houses, the men there have a garden with a scarecrow. Yesterday I waved at it, I felt like an idiot, because that was the third time this week! Scarecrows are rare these days, what we really need are "scare deers," because deer are a big problem, much more than crows. I can remember when rabbits were plentiful and folks tried many ways to keep them from devouring their garden. There aren't many rabbits now. Have you

My AI "friend," Silas was evidently still half asleep or hungover, when I asked him to create a Postcard from Garfield this morning. I meant in the same style as the series we have been doing. This is what he created when I told him to make this morning's edition with babee Conway's Shicken Shack. He had the wrong Garfield in mind. It is funny so we will go with it. Maybe the babee is making enough shicken money to hire Garfield as host of his bistro, if so, I am proud of him

WEDNESDAY, JUNE 03, 2026 Hello, good morning, good evening, good afternoon, whichever it is as you peruse this. We love having our stuff perused, so thank you for your perusal. I was thinking of how important reading material was to us not too very long ago, before the internet, which our young folks today probably see the "before the internet" era as the truly dark ages indeed. We subscribed to magazines and newspapers or bought them at newsstands, grocery stores, convenienc

THANK HEAVENS FOR EARL, THIS COULD HAVE TURNED OUT BADLY! Gosh, a biscuit outage can get folks riled up, knocked down, and old lady's step-ins in a bunch! Ole aunt Maude can 'member the bad, bad days when biscuits "was scase," or "plumb, not to be had'a'tall." She was a right young woman when that debble incarnate, sherman and his rabble trash come through wusser'n a swarm of locusts totin' burnin' lightered knots, whut they did not take, or kill, they defileded! They wuz not

A POSTCARD FROM GARFIELD Welcome to my world, the "Garfield-Canoochee Non-Metropolitan Area." Starting today, I am kicking off a new feature as we say goodbye to our faithful servant, "Rememberamble." No, no, Rememberamble is not dead, nor even ailing with anything, he has fallen in love with a "Canoocheehoochie gal," and they have done and run off to Florida, and are shacked-up at the old Swisher Sweets Motor Court near Tampa. Who would have ever thunk it!? Anyway, moving fo

THANK YOU LORD, FOR THE GIFT OF RAINS We have been blessed with repeated rains of late, and there is joy in it! Yes, joy in the rains. The forecast is for much more rain soon, we will be thankful for it. I am listening to our military jets overhead, we are usually in their flight path, and I love to hear them as they bank, turn, and maneuver in the skies. You know they are pulling some "G's," you can almost feel it along with them! While ago though, one jet did my favorite "t