MY FRIDGE AND FREEZER ARE ONCE AGAIN OVERFLOWING WITH ALL KINDS OF DELICIOUS THINGS

Under cloudy skies, my walking road was busy on both sides this morning.  On the west side, a farmer with an older tractor towing a hay wagon was busy loading the large round straw bales left over from the wheat harvest a couple of days ago.  On the east side of the road was another farmer with the same setup, loading hay bales onto a wagon from possibly a third Alfalfa field.  In the midst of all this, a third farmer came down the gravel road on a Bobcat with forks.  He swung into the number two Alfalfa field that was harvested and baled a couple weeks ago and retrieved one of those big rectangular-shaped plastic-wrapped alfalfa bales and headed back up the road.  In the middle of all this was me, happily strolling along the road, watching everything.

 ON THE EAST SIDE OF MY WALKING ROAD

 ON THE WEST SIDE OF MY WALKING ROAD

 HE JUST UNHOOKED THE HAYWAGON TO GO PICK UP SOME MORE BALES WITH THE TRACTOR

 IF THIS CLUMP OF STRAW IS LEFT IN THE FIELD ALL WINTER, IT WILL MAKE FOR A COZY MOUSE HOUSE TO SOME FURRY LITTLE CRITTERS

Straight home after my walk, I proceeded to take the E-bikes and carrier off the car, and put the trailer hitch on.  The utility trailer had a load of yard waste in it, so I backed up, hooked onto the trailer, and hauled it off to the Park's recycling area.  By the time I got back and parked the utility trailer, the humidity had ramped up to a point where I retreated inside to the cool air-conditioned house and basically stayed there for the rest of the day.  Woodsy (Lorraine) headed back to Stratford late this afternoon, and my fridge and freezer are once again overflowing with all kinds of delicious things:))

 BACK AT OUR PARK, I ALWAYS LIKE THIS LADY'S WILD FLOWEER GARDEN

Al's Music Box:: On Broadway by The Drifters.

 I SEE THESE TWO FROGS EVERY DAY AND THEY SURE ARE THE BEST OF PALS

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A young preacher was asked by the local funeral director to hold a graveside burial service at a small local cemetery for someone with no family or friends. The exuberant young preacher headed out early but quickly got himself lost, making several wrong turns. Eventually, a half-hour late, he saw the backhoe and its crew, but the hearse was nowhere in sight, and the workmen were eating lunch. The diligent young pastor went to the open grave and found the vault lid already in place. Taking out his book, he read the service. Feeling guilty because of his tardiness, he preached an impassioned and lengthy service, sending the deceased to the great beyond in style. As he was returning to his car, he overheard one of the workmen say, "I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years and I ain't never seen anything like that before."

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Q: What is the definition of an accountant?
A: Someone who solves a problem, you didn't know you had, in a way you don't understand.

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As the storm raged, the captain realized his ship was sinking fast. He called out, "Anyone here know how to pray?" One man stepped forward. "Aye, Captain, I know how to pray." "Good," said the captain, "You pray while the rest of us put on our life jackets. We're one short."
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- The invisible couple had a kid. He wasn't much to look at either!

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A man was just coming out of anesthesia after a series of tests in the hospital, and his wife was sitting at his bedside. His eyes fluttered open, and he murmured, "You're beautiful." Flattered, the wife continued her vigil while he drifted back to sleep. Later, her husband woke up and said, "You're cute." "What happened to 'beautiful?'" she asked him. "The drugs are wearing off," he replied.

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YOU MIGHT FIND SOME NICE THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF THAT YOU HADN'T REALIZED YOU HAD

 IT WAS NICE TO HAVE A COUPLE OF YOUNG ROBINS HANGING AROUND IN THE FRONT YARD THIS AFTERNOON

I had a feeling that my walking road wheatfield would be gone this morning when I got there...and it was.  The entire wheatfield had been harvested, with not a trace of the friendly little waving wheatheads left anywhere.  In their place were large round straw bales strewn about over the gently rolling field.  I was glad that I had said my final goodbye to the wheatfield yesterday morning upon leaving after my walk.  I'm the kind of guy who easily gets attached to things.  Like the wheatfield, the flowers alongside the road, the distant forest, and even the gravel road itself.  I have my stops to say 'good morning' to the Daisies, the Chicory flowers, Queen Anne's lace, the Purple Vetch flowers, the Mullein and Milkweed plants.  I say good morning to the Alfalfa field, the Alfalfa Bales, the blue sky and the clouds.  It's always a joy to start off my day, surrounded by so much beauty, and so many things to say, 'Good Morning' to.  We are all one in this Universe.  Try it sometime, and you might find some nice things about yourself that you hadn't realized you had.

 MY OLD FRIEND THE WHEATFIELD IS NOW GONE AS SUMMER MARCHES STEADILY ON

HALF OF ANOTHER NEW UNIT ARRIVED IN OUR PARK THIS MORNING

 IT'S ALWAYS NICE TO HEAR THE SPLASHING OF WATER AT THE PARK'S POND

With temps nearly 85F with a heavy humidity presence, it was not a day for me to be outside working away at anything, and when outside, I kinda had to move in slow motion so as to not work up a sticky sweat.  Spent some relaxing and enjoyable time sitting on the front porch with my camera in hand, snapping a few front-yard pics from my chair.

 I ALWAYS NOTICE THE PATTERNS OF OUR FRONT YARD SUNBURST LOCUST TREE

 AND HERE'S THE TWO FROG BUDDIES STILL HANGING OUT TOGETHER AT THE SIDE OF THE FROG POND

 ENJOYED WATCHING THE ROBINS FLEXING THEIR YOUNG WINGS 

THIS LITTLE FELLOW IS OKAY, IT'S JUST FLEXING ITS WINGS

 PRIMPING AND PREENING

 NICE TO SEE A FLEETING SPLASH OF COLOR ON THE BIRD STATION

OF COURSE WE ALWAYS HAVE LOTS OF CHIPMUNK ENTERTAINMENT HERE

 NO, THIS IS NOT MY FOOT

Al's Music Box:: The Warmth Of The Sun by The Beach Boys.

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A couple had two little mischievous boys, ages 8 and 10. They were always getting into trouble, and their parents knew that if any mischief occurred in their town, their sons would get the blame. The boys' mother heard that a clergyman in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys. The clergyman agreed and asked to see them individually. So, the mother sent her 8-year-old first, in the morning, with the older boy to see the clergyman in the afternoon. The clergyman, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, “Where is God?” The boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there with his mouth hanging open. The clergyman repeated the question. “Where is God?” Again, the boy made no attempt to answer. So, the clergyman raised his voice some more and shook his finger in the boy's face and bellowed, “Where is God!?” The boy screamed and bolted from the room. He ran directly home and dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him. When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked, “What happened?” The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied: “We are in real BIG trouble this time! God is missing, and they think we did it!”

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- "When I saw you driving down the road, I guessed 85 at least." "You're wrong, officer, it's only my hat that makes me look that old."

- My boss told me to have a good day, so i went home.

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A zookeeper is ordering new animals. As he fills out the forms, he types “two mongeese”. That doesn’t look quite right, so he tries two mongoose, and then two mongooses. Giving up, he types, “One mongoose, and while you’re at it, send another one.”

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The old man had died. A wonderful funeral was in progress, and the town’s preacher talked at length of the good traits of the deceased, what an honest man he was, and what a loving husband and kind father he was. Finally, the widow leaned over and whispered to one of her children, “Go up there and take a look in the coffin and see if that’s really your pa he's talkin' about.”

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