It was a morning I had been waiting for since probably last November sometime. It was dry enough to hook up my utility trailer and haul two loads of yard waste to the Park's recycle area. I had raked up piles of yard waste and picked up broken branches over the past few weeks, and I was anxious to get all that stuff loaded up and taken away. The 38F cloudy morning temps were quite doable for doing that, so do it I did. I still have my paths to rake out, so the Spring clean-up is well underway for another year. Feels great to be outside again, using muscles that have been hibernating for most of the long winter.
MY FIRLD LOAD OF 2026
Needing a few groceries, Woodsy and I headed off to Goderich around noon. Kind of late in the day for me to be going anywhere, but Woodsy isn't quite as quick at getting herself put together in the morning as I am. No matter, at least we got up to Goderich and back before nightfall. WORKING ON MY SECOND LOAD
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| SOMETIMES, THINGS GET A LITTLE UPSIDE DOWN AT OUR HOUSE (YOGA) |
GROANER'S CORNER:(( An 18th-century vagabond in England, exhausted and famished, came to a roadside Inn with a sign reading: "George and the Dragon." He knocked. The Innkeeper's wife stuck her head out a window. "Could ye spare some food?" He asked. The woman glanced at his shabby, dirty clothes. "No!" she shouted. "Could I have a pint of ale? "No!" she shouted. "Could I at least sleep in your stable?" "No!" she shouted again. The vagabond said, "Might I please...?" "What now?" the woman screeched, not allowing him to finish. "D'ye suppose," he asked, "that I might have a word with George?"
Little Johnny's new baby brother was screaming up a storm. Johnny asked his mom,Where did he come from? He came from heaven, Johnny. Wow! I can see why they threw him out!
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Bernard, who is noted for his gracious manners, was awakened one morning at four forty four AM by his ringing telephone..."Your dog's barking, and it's keeping me awake," said his angry neighbor. Bernard thanked the caller politely. The next morning at precisely four forty four AM Bernard called his neighbor back..."Good morning, Mr. Williams... Just called to say that I don't have a dog."
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