TEUTONIC KNIGHTS CODE: ‘BE BRAVE – SHOW MERCY’

A dark depressingly gray overcast morning.  Not good but fortunately it did not remain that way all day.  As Pheebs and I headed for Clinton skies darkened and by the time we reached the drive-thru at Tim Hortons we were be-set by buckets of rain falling from the sky.  Five minutes after leaving Hortons heading east we drove right out from under the big rain cloud. 

CLOUDY OVERCAST SKIES HEADING FOR CLINTON

HEADING FOR HORTONS COFFEE SHOP SKIES OPENED UP AND DUMPED ON US

HEY THERE’S A PATCH OF BLUE UP THERE

With an occasional small patch of blue sky showing we turned south and I marveled at the brooding gray clouds above as they moved over the land in towering billows like great gray mountains in a slow tumble across the heavens.  These kinds of moody skies are my fav.

SPOTTED A FEW MORE BARN BLOCKS ALONG THE WAY ON THE MORRISON LINE

BY GOLLY THAT’S EITHER THE SUN UP THERE TRYING TO MAKE AN APPEARANCE OR A MIGHTY BIG UFO IS HEADED IN TO FINALLY RESOLVE THE EARTHS UNENDING ISSUES

HEADING FURTHER SOUTH SKIES BEGAN TO BRIGHTEN

Any rain we encountered over the next few hours was generally light, short lived, and sporadic.  Some clouds carried rain while others did not.  Roads would be wet one minute and dry the next.

Our morning travels took us down the other side of Exeter Ontario where we made our first stop at the Morrison Dam Conservation Area.  Had there not been other  walkers on the trail we would have gone for a longer walk.  Weekends are not good for walks in the conservation areas.  Too many week-enders out and about.

We swung west for awhile still marveling at the the beautiful cloud formations floating by high above us.  Occasional dapples of sunlight brought out the lands many colors.  A recently harvested golden wheat field here, towering green stalks of ripening corn there and acres of bean fields stretching over the hills. 

SHARING OUR MORNING MUFFIN

A right hand turn in the little burg of Crediton had us heading north on Parr Line and that took us through the Hay Swamp.  Can always find a few photos in the swamp if one can stay one step ahead of the mosquitos.  A stop in Zurich Ontario for a sausage in a bun and we headed for home.  Hadn’t expected much when we left first thing this morning but with the gloomy weather clearing along the way we  had ourselves a nice scenic drive.

ONE CAN ALWAYS FIND A FEW PHOTOS ALONG THE ROADSIDE IN THE HAY SWAMP

 

Some nice sunny periods this afternoon so was able to get a few things done outside before the humidity began sticking my shirt to me.  A hasty retreat inside where I cranked up my fan and cooled off.  My fingers are crossed for an early Autumn and we should begin to feel a slight change in the air soon as the seasons begin to shift.

In our Shout Box reader Joe recommended a book for me to read called A Higher Call.  I was familiar with this story but had not got around to reading the book.  As it turns out a good friend of mine from my hometown of Tavistock Ontario actually met the German pilot in this story, Franz Stigler.  My friends name is John Jantzi or as he is known now, Doctor John Jantzi.  He has been a very successful Ophthalmologist in in southern British Columbia for many years.  Have not seen John for a long time but we have kept in touch via emails.  As youngsters in Tavistock many years ago both John and I were interested in all kinds of military stuff and especially aircraft.  The following excerpt is from an email John sent me back in 2016. (“I am sending you the link to an amazing true story that occurred over Germany in December of 1943. It's about an ace German fighter pilot named Franz Stigler, and an American B-17 captain named Charlie Brown. This is the most amazing story ever.………One reason I am telling you about this story is because the German fighter pilot was a patient of mine that I saw back in the late 1980's when I was practicing in Surrey, BC. At the end of the eye exam, I told this man who had to be in his late 70's that his eyes were good enough to be a pilot. He proceeded to tell me - with a strong German accent - "I vass a pilot in ze Luftwaffe." That's all he said - he never said anything about the story I am sending to you. It wasn't until years later that the truth came out. He lived by the Teutonic Knights code: "Be brave - show mercy")  Stigler and Brown and Friends and Enemies

I LOVE MOODY SKIES

GROANER’S CORNER:((  A sailor meets a pirate in a bar and they take turns boasting of their adventures on the high seas. The sailor notes that the pirate has a peg-leg, hook, and an eyepatch.  The sailor asks "So, how did you end up with the peg-leg?"  The pirate replies "We were in a storm at sea, and I was swept overboard into a school of sharks. Just as my men were pulling me out a shark bit my leg off."  "Wow!" said the sailor. "What about your hook"? "Well...", replied the pirate, "While my men and I were plundering in the middle east, I was caught stealing from a merchant and the punishment for theft in the middle east is the loss of the hand that steals" "Incredible!" remarked the sailor. "How did you get the eyepatch"? "A sea gull dropping fell into my eye.", replied the pirate.  "You lost your eye to a sea gull dropping?" the sailor asked incredulously. "Well...", said the pirate, "..it was my first day with the hook."

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Why do Morris dancers wear bells?
So they can annoy blind people as well.

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A Christian farmer spent the day in the city. In a restaurant for his noon meal, he sat near a group of young men.  After he bowed his head to give thanks for his food, one of the young men thought he would embarrass the old gentleman. "Hey, farmer, does everyone do that out where you live?" The old man calmly replied, "No, son, the pigs don't!"

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Knock knock.

Who’s there?

Dozen.

Dozen who?

Dozen anyone wanna let me in?

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