AND WE GOT TO CHATTING

 A MOURNING DOVE SITS IN THE FRONT YARD'S SUNBURST LOCUST TREE

I can sum up the big news in our area with one word....Smoke!!  With huge wildfires burning out of control in northwestern Ontario, westerly winds have brought much of that smoke this way and even stretched over into some of the Eastern United States.  I noticed the sky had turned yellowish Wednesday morning, but with my Tuckersmith Internet/TV line being installed, I didn't pay much attention to it.  It wasn't until later, when I drove neighbor Monica to Clinton and back, that I became aware of the hazy smoke.  And it remained smoky all day today.  I think Toronto, Ontario, declared that yesterday was the worst air pollution day they have ever recorded.

HEADING EAST OUT OF OUR PARK THIS MORNING, I COULD SEE THE SMOKE WAS STILL IN THE AIR

Despite the smoke, I headed out to my walking road, and in the distant haze I could make out large objects at the north end of the alfalfa field they had just harvested a few days ago, and one of those objects was moving.  As I drew closer, I could see the moving object was a tractor, and the large rectangular objects were hay (alfalfa) bales.  I parked Subie and walked up the road for a closer look.  The tractor came over fairly close to me and stopped.  A nice young fella emerged from the enclosed cab, headed my way, and we got to chatting.  He was waiting for another piece of farm machinery to show up.  A few days ago, they had cut, raked, and picked up the loose alfalfa with a Forage Shredder.  Knowing these bales must have been from an adjoining alfalfa field, I asked him why they decided to bale the alfalfa this time.  He said that they originally planned to do that field the same way as the first, but because of yesterday's smoke blocking out the anticipated 'drying' sun and the threat of rain on Friday, they decided to bale and wrap the slightly damp alfalfa today, ensuring it would properly dry when wrapped and not be susceptible to rain.

 SLOWLY DRIVING NORTH ON MY WALKING ROAD I COULD SEE THERE WAS SOME FARMING ACTIVITY GOING ON AHEAD OF ME TO THE NORTHEAST

AFTER PARKING AT MY SPOT ALONGSIDE THE ROAD, I WALKED UP TO WHERE I SAW A TRACTOR MOVING BALES AROUND

 AFTER TALKING TO THIS YOUNG FELLOW, I WALKED BACK TO THE CAR ABOUT A QUARTER OF A MILE AWAY

 I WAS ABOUT TO LEAVE WHEN THIS APPARATUS WENT  BY HEADING TOWARDS THE ALFALFA BALE OPERATION...I  KNEW RIGHT AWAY WHAT THAT ROUND THING WAS AND WHAT IT WAS ABOUT TO DO

 THIS IS THE MACHINE THAT WRAPS THOSE BALES IN A HEAVY DUTY WHITE PLASTIC...IT'S CALLED A BALE WRAPPER

 YOU CAN SEE THE BALING OPERATOR BESIDE THE MACHINE

 HERE, YOU CAN SEE THE WHITE PLASTIC BEING WRAPPED AROUND THE BALE

Everything had gone well with my Tuckersmith install on Wednesday, but this afternoon, my desktop computer in the sunroom began having trouble picking up the signal from the router in the living room.  It had been working perfectly yesterday and this morning.  My music channel came through alright, but other sites struggled and wouldn't download. I called Tuckersmith (how nice to speak with someone I can understand) and told them of the problem.  They suggested a signal booster to boost the signal to the sunroom.  I will pick up that booster tomorrow at Tuckersmith's Bayfield office.  Wish me luck in getting that booster thing set up!!

 A FEW PICS ALONG MY WALKING ROAD THIS MORNING....BUTTERFLY ON A CHICORY FLOWER

 THESE THISTLE FLOWERS ARE ALREADY GOING TO SEED

 YELLOW SOW THISTLE FLOWERS AND QUEEN ANNE'S LACE GROWING ALONGSIDE A WHEAT FIELD

Al's Music Box:: Imagine by John Lennon.

 A ROBIN HAVING A BATH IN THE FRONT YARD BIRD BATH THIS AFTERNOON

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Hearing little Johnny behind her turning the air blue, the teacher turned and said, "Johnny, "you shouldn't use that kind of language". Where did you hear such talk, anyway?" "My daddy said it," he responded. "Well, that doesn't matter," explained the teacher. "You don't even know what it means." "I do, too!" Little Johnny retorted. "It means the car won't start."

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My wife won’t let me get a tattoo of a grizzly bear on each bicep...She is infringing on my right to bear arms!
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Today is National Crayon Day::
- Crayons are just like M&Ms...
They taste the same no matter what colour they are.

I heard in the news that thay've found harmful materials in cosmetics and childrens crayons, but in the defense of the big corporations...They're doing asbestos they can.

My wife accused me of being unsympathetic and not listening, so I bought her a GI Joe coloring book...
Now she'll always have a soldier to crayon.

Fill out job applications in crayon...and if you don’t get hired, just blame it on your color.

I just can't draw blood with this orange crayon...It isn't sharp enough. 

This orange does not taste right...I think I'm gonna put it back in the crayon box.

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In a murder trial, the defense attorney was cross-examining the coroner:
Attorney: Before you signed the death certificate, had you taken the pulse?
Coroner: No.
Attorney: Did you listen to the heart?
Coroner: No.
Attorney: Did you check for breathing?
Coroner: No.
Attorney: So, when you signed the death certificate, you weren't sure the man was dead, were you?
Coroner: Well, let me put it this way. The mans brain was sitting in a jar on my desk. But I guess its possible he could have been out practicing law somewhere.

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