A MOVE FOR ME TODAY, AND IT WASN'T A DANCE MOVE

 FARMER'S FIELDS ARE BECOMING GREENER AND GREENER

Sunday: Not the best morning for a country road walk, so I headed off into Bayfield, and then out the other side to the Bronson Line.  Heading south, I turned left onto Pavilion Road and headed for one of Pheebs and mine favorite little walking spots, called the Linfield Conservation Area.  It's a short walk there, and for me Sunday morning, it was a sad walk.  It always is now whenever I stop there without Pheebs.  She passed away nearly a year ago.  My sadness continued until something took my mind off it.  Heading north on the Goshen Line I noticed a car on the shoulder of the road parked at a wee bit of an odd angle.  I slowed down, and noticed as I passed the empty car that it's left rear tire was completely missing.  The rim had dug a rut in the shoulder's gravel.  I figured the driver had probably walked into a farmyard there, seeking assistance.  I continued up the road about a mile and saw a fellow walking.  I slowed down as he flagged me down.  Sure enough, he was the driver of the car.  He didn't have his phone with him and was walking home, which was about two miles.  I was able to give him a lift right to the gates of ?? where he lived.  He was a happy camper, and so was I, that I was able to help someone, and also the fact that it pulled me out of my sadness.  Home about two hours after I had left, I once again busied myself with my outside projects.  When I finally came inside, I was so tired out I promptly fell asleep in my recliner.

A NICE PROPERTY AND HOME IN BAYFIELD

BAYFIELD DAFFODILS

 A FOGGY SUNDAY MORNING ON BAYFIELD'S SOUTH PIER FOR THESE TWO FISHERMEN

Rain squall warnings had been issued, and it definitely was a thunder-laced squall that woke me up sometime in the night.  Quite a deluge of water, but it was all over by morning's early light. Oh well, you know what they say about April showers bringing May flowers.  All is good.  A black pick-up truck with a flashing yellow light on the cab, and a large 'red and gray caution symbol' decal on the tailgate caught my attention as I glanced out of our east-facing window from my recliner earlier this morning.  That light and tailgate sign told me that there was likely a large object coming behind, and in our park, that could only mean one thing.  There was a house, or half a house, coming down the adjoining street.  Nothing showed up right away as expected, so I hopped into the car and drove to the Park's entrance.  Sure enough, there it was...half a park model mobile home on its way into the Park.

 COMING IN THE ENTRANCE TO THE PARK

THE DRIVER MAKES A TIGHT RIGHT TURN IN ORDER TO LINE UP THE UNIT WITH THE STREET. AND THEN BACK DOWN THE STREET

ALTHOUGH THE TRUCK LOOKS LIKE IT IS COMING TOWARDS ME, IT IS IN FACT REVERSING

OH-OH, THERE IS A PROBLEM GETTING AROUND THE NEXT CORNER

AFTER A POW WOW IN THE INTERSECTION, THE DRIVER, THE PARK OWNER, AND A GENERAL COACH WORKER ALL HEAD TO THEIR RESPECTIVE POSITIONS FOR THE NEST MOVE

WITH A BIT OF WIGGLING AND FINIGGLING, THE BOYS SOLVE THE PROBLEM AS PARK OWNER ADAM KEEPS A CLOSE EYE ON THE REAR OF THE UNIT AS IT BEGINS ITS LONG BACK  UP TO ITS SITE

 THE UNIT EASES BY THE EAST SIDE OF OUR PROPERTY

 IN THIS PHOTO AS THE UNIT IS BACKING DOWN THE ROAD, THAT IS OUR PLACE ON THE RIGHT

 HALF OF THE NEW NEW UNIT HAS BEEN DELIVERED AND AWAITS ADAM WITH HIS TRACTOR AND BUCKET TO MANEUVER IT ONTO ITS CONCRETE PAD

After my mobile home photos, I headed off out into the country to my gravel road walking spot.  The southwesterly winds were about strong enough to blow the beak off a buzzard, but I hopped out of the car and headed up the road with the slightly cool wind pusing me right along.  Coming back was a different story as I had to lean into that wind to make my way back.  Good thing I wasn't wearing a hat or it would have ended up in the next county.

IT WAS A NICE MORNING FOR WALK DESPITE THE WND TRYING TO BLOW ME OFF MY FEET

 HOME AGAIN, A FEW HOURS LATER, I SAW THE SECOND HALF OF THE MOBILE HOME UNIT BEING BACKED DOWN THE ROAD TO ITS SITE

Home again, I right away got myself into another project I had been putting off for quite a while.  Readers might remember a few photos I had in my post a few days ago of that arbor/trellis removal.  Well, in some of those pics, there were a bunch of concrete patio stones leaning against the metal shed.  Well, I was anxious to get all those patio stones moved so that I could get in there, clean that area out, roll and rake it, and then put grass seed in.  Fired up my wheelbarrow and with 6 patio stones in each load, I moved all 77 of them plus a dozen smaller chunks of broken concrete.  A few of the bigger concrete chunks I had to use my fridge cart.  I didn't move everything in one big slam, but it took me two coffee breaks and one lunch break to get them all relocated.  Lorraine was a big help with the coffee and lunch.  She did come out at one point with gloves on to help move the patio stones, but I quickly put the kybosch on that idea.  Why?? Well then, she wouldn't be able to make coffee and lunch, and I would have had to do that all by myself.  And besides, she knows how to make lots more better stuff than I do.  But really, the real reason....those patio stones are heavy, and I simply did not want her hurting herself.

MY PROJECT TASK TODAY WAS TO RELOCATE ALL THESE PATIO STONES AND CHUNKS OF CONCRETE

I MOVED THE PATIO STONES SIX AT A TIME

NEXT, I ROTO-TILLED THE AREA AND LATER SEEDED THE GROUND WITH GRASS SEED

AND, THIS IS WHERE THE PATIO STONES HAVE BEEN RELOCATED TO

Al's Music Box:: In My Room by The Beach Boys.

LORRAINE HAS BEEN MAKING FRIENDS WITH THE LOCAL CHIPMUNKS

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A pastor, a doctor and an engineer wait for a particularly slow group of golfers. The engineer fumes, " What's with these guys? We've been waiting for 15 minutes! The pastor says, Hey, here comes the groundskeeper, let's have a word with him. Say, George, what's with that group ahead of us? They're rather slow, aren't they, the doctor asks. The groundskeeper tells them that the other golfers are a group of blind firefighters who lost their sight saving the clubhouse from a fire and that they come and play for free whenever they want. The group is silent for a moment. The pastor says, Thats so sad. I will say a special prayer for them tonight. The doctor says, Good idea. I'm going to contact my ophthalmologist buddy and see if there's anything he can do for them. The engineer says, Why can't these guys play at night?

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A man is recovering from surgery when the surgical nurse appears and asks him how he is feeling. "I'm OK but I didn't like the four letter-words the doctor used in surgery," he answered. "What did he say?" asked the nurse. "Oops!"

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Q: Did you hear about the Little Moron who won the gold medal?
A: He was so proud she had it bronzed.
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A Hillbilly was involved in an accident.
The Trooper asked him, "Didn't you see that yield sign when you were merging onto the highway?" The Hillbilly replied, "Ahh sure I did...and I did it...yup, I Yieeeld and Yieeeld at that there truck and he justa kepp on comin'!!!"

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