| IT'S ALWAYS NICE TO SEE THE ROSE-BREASTED GROSBEAKS BACK AT THE FEEDERS AGAIN |
With a few things to pick up in Goderich I headed off under a drizzly, cold rain. My usual stops, but I noticed down at the harbor on the road out to Rotary Cove that they were in the process of taking down the Rotory Cove Arch that has been there for quite a few years. May it had become unsafe over the years.
| A COLD AND WET DRIVE TO GODERICH THIS MORNING |
| NOT A GOOD DAY FOR AREA FARMERS |
| SAW THIS LARGE SHIP JUST OFFSHORE FROM GODERICH'S HARBOR |
| IT'S THE ALGOMA ENDEAVOUR REVERSING INTO THE HARBOR TO TAKE ON A LOAD OF SALT AT THE SALT MINE |
| AIDING THE ALGOMA ENDEAVOUR IS THE TUG OCEAN A SIMARD |
| ATOP MY TALL LADDER RE-HANGING THE BIRDFEEDER, WHICH I WILL BE ABLE TO CLEARLY SEE THROUGH THAT NARROW WINDOW BEHIND IT |
| I CAN NOW SEE THE FEEDER THROUGH A 'CLEAR GLASS' WINDOW FROM MY DESKTOP COMPUTER CHAIR |
| I HAD TO RE-ARRANGE MY DESKTOP TOO FOR A CLEAR VIEW OUT THAT WINDOW TO THE LEFT |
Weatherwise, this has been a cold spring, and I think today epitomizes the many miserable days we have been having. Yes, I'm crabbing about the weather again. High winds, rain, and temperatures at night are bouncing off the freezing mark. Miserable, depressing, and dismal would sum up today quite nicely. I know, I know.....I'm crabbing, but some days the weather just needs to be crabbed at!!!!
Readers may have noticed a couple of unfortunate changes to my blog. Because of a recent troll, I have had to make a change to my comment section. Before, I had it set that anyone could leave a comment on my post, but I had to change the setting to where the blog's moderator (me) has to approve each comment. Those comment approvals are supposed to come into my Outlook email program. So far, I have not received any comments to be moderated, so something may not be working properly there. Not sure. After seeing a few of the same very nasty comments in my 'Shoutbox' as well, I had no choice but to remove the Shoutbox because there was no moderation feature with it. The comments were gross, and readers do not have to read that kind of stuff. I have considered myself very fortunate over the years with my public blog, and my opinionated writing, sometimes to have escaped all the nastiness and ugliness of the internet's low-life creatures, but I guess it was only a matter of time until some morbidly sick low-life troll finally glommed onto my blog. Why does there have to be so many mentally twisted, negative people in this world!! I guess to some degree it has always been like that, but I don't think nearly to the degree where it is now, with the dark side of the internet making things a whole lot worse........
Al's Music Box:: The Last Farewell by Roger Wittaker.| TIS THE SEASON OF THE DANDELION |
GROANER'S CORNER:(( A man was bragging about his sister who disguised herself as a man and joined the Army. "But wait a minute," said the listener, "She'll have to dress with the boys and shower with them too, won't she?" "Sure," replied the man. "Well? Won't they find out?" "Yes the will, but who's gonna tell?"
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- Is there anything worse than when it’s raining cats and dogs? Yes! Hailing taxis.
- If a child refuses to nap, are they guilty of resisting a rest?
- Did you hear about the kidnapping at school? It’s OK, he woke up.
- Did you hear about the kidnapping at school? It’s OK, he woke up.
- I could tell a joke about pizza, but it’s a little cheesy.
- What’s the best kind of bird to work for at a construction company? A crane.
- I used to be addicted to soap, but I’m clean now.
- I only know 25 letters of the alphabet.
I don’t know y.
What did the buffalo say to his son when he dropped him off at school? “Bison!”
- I used to be addicted to soap, but I’m clean now.
- I only know 25 letters of the alphabet.
I don’t know y.
What did the buffalo say to his son when he dropped him off at school? “Bison!”
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The flower vendor was usually an old hand at unloading his last few bunches of flowers at the end of the day. Appealing to a businessman on his way home, the vendor said, "How about a nice bunch of roses to surprise your wife?" "Haven't got a wife," responded the businessman gruffly. "Then how about some carnations for your girlfriend?" proposed the vendor without missing a beat. "Haven't got a girlfriend." "You lucky guy!" The vendor broke into a big smile. "Why not buy both bunches and celebrate!"






















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