How nice to feel cooler air when I opened the door this morning and with sunshine pouring through our east living room window it was a win/win combo for a nice late Spring day. Had an appointment scheduled but it was not until 1:30 this afternoon.
AT THE BEACH
SPOTTED THIS LARGE FREIGHTER OFF SHORE WAITING TO ENTER THE PORT OF GODERICH EARLIER TODAY
DEEP GREEN WATERS OF GODERICH’S PORT
I’M GUESSING THE FREIGHTER OFF SHORE IS WAITING FOR THIS FREIGHTER TO PULL OUT….YOU CAN SEE BY IT’S LOW WATERLINE IT IS LOADED AND READY TO GO
YOU CAN TELL BY THE REDDISH HIGH WATER LINE THAT THIS WAITING FREIGHTER IS EMPTY
I noticed last year our morning Jeep rides were not as long as the year before and I’ve noticed this year Pheebs and I haven’t been going as far or for as long a drives as we did last year. It was just up to Goderich and back earlier today with a couple stops along the way. With the Jeep’s gas tank still on a quarter tank it took $71.00 to fill it up:((
GODERICH’S LIGHT HOUSE ATOP THE BLUFFS OVERLOOKING LAKE HURON
ENJOYING THE DAY
I KNOW THIS ISN’T THE BEST COMPOSITION BUT THERE WAS AN UGLY YELLOW GUIDE WIRE FROM A POLE TO THE LEFT OF THE OLD CANON
Upon arriving back to our Park I noticed a large object ahead on the road. It was a long 16 X 80’ mobile home on a big flat bed trailer and I knew it to be the one going on a new lot just down the road from us. I figured they would have quite a job getting it into the park with all the pine trees and 3 ninety degree angled turns. Needless to say I slipped out with my camera and captured a few photos over the next few hours showing the difficult process.
OH-OH WHAT’S THAT UP AHEAD AT THE ENTRANCE TO OUR PARK
LOOKS LIKE A NEW MOBILE HOME ARRIVING
THIS IS THE SECOND OF THREE 90 DEGREE TURNS….AND THERE’S A PROBLEM
STOPPED AND CAN’T GO ANY FARTHER
FROM A DIFFERENT ANGLE THE HOME REMAINS STOPPED IN THE INTERSECTION
CONCERNED NEW HOME OWNERS
WHAT TO DO?? WHAT TO DO??
LOOKS LIKE A TALL PINE TREE WILL HAVE TO COME DOWN TO ALLOW THE MOBILE HOME AROUND THE TIGHT CORNER
IT’S THAT SKINNIER PINE LEFT OF CENTER WHICH WILL BE CUT DOWN
IT’S NOT OFTEN OUR SENIOR’S PARK HAS THIS MUCH EXCITEMENT GOING ON
FINALLY AROUND THE CORNER IT WMOVEDDOWN THE STREET TO THE NEXT CORNER WHERE IT WAS ALSO A TIGHT SQUEEZE
THE NEW HOME PASSES BEHIND OUR MOTORHOME
NO MORE TIGHT TURNS AS THE UNIT HEADS STRAIGHT DOWN THE STREET TO IT’S DESTINATION
SURE IS LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG
A FEW MORE BRANCHES IN THE WAY
AND THAT’S IT……THE HOME IS HOME AND IT JUST REMAINS TO BE MOVED ONTO IT’S LOT TO THE LEFT………MAYBE THEY WILL DO THAT TOMORROW…..I THINK EVERYBODY HAD HAD ENOUGH FOR ONE DAY
My eye appointment in Clinton went Okay and the eye specialist said my eyes were in good shape except for some slight cataracting. The cataracts are not at the point of surgery yet but he said to come back in a year. My glasses prescription hadn’t changed much so I think I will stick with the glasses I have and not blow out about $600 for new lenses and frames. My progressive tint glasses are 3 years old and I got them in Wickenburg, Arizona.
IN A GODERICH FLOWER BED
IN OUR FRONT YARD
Somebody asked me one time why I liked peanut butter so much and I told them, 'because I don't have to put ketchup on it'. My first memorable encounter with peanut butter occurred when I was about 7 years old. In my home town of Tavistock Ontario there were 3 grocery stores with one of them called Pfeifers. On the east side of the red brick building they set out their garbage along the wall. One day my older neighbor and friend Doug Albright (Doug later died in an auto accident) and I came across some un-opened jars of peanut butter in the Pfeifer store's trash. We each grabbed a jar of the probably expired peanut and raced off for home. We both lived just a hundred yards north of where Tim Hortons now stands and the older wooden house I lived in had a large veranda right across the whole front. On the east side of that veranda there was a few boards I was able to move in order to get underneath. And that is where I stashed my jar of peanut butter and this is where I could sneak in unseen over the next little while and sitting in the dirt very quietly unscrew the glass jars lid. Wiping a finger off on my pants I would then scoop out about as much peanut butter as one 7 year old's finger could hold. I still remember that taste and it is the taste I still love today all these years later. And I still remember all that dirt under the veranda I had to crawl through just to get at my cleverly hidden away jar of wondrous tasting peanut butter:))
GROANER’S CORNER:(( One day, a blonde's neighbor goes over to her house, sees the blonde crying, and asks her what happened. The blonde said that her mother had passed away. The neighbor made her some coffee and calmed her down a little and then left. The next day the neighbor went back over to the house and found the blonde crying again. She asked her why she was crying this time. The blonde said, "I just got off of the phone with my sister. Her mother died too!"
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- What do you get when you cross a pig and a centipede? Bacon and legs.
- What is the longest word in the English language? Smiles -- because there's a mile between the first and last letter.
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Attending a wedding for the first time, a little girl whispered to her mother, "Why is the bride dressed in white?" "Because white is the color of happiness and today is the happiest day of her life," " her mother tried to explain, keeping it simple. The child thought about this for a moment, then said, "So, why's the groom wearing black?"
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Glad you were there to capture that new mobile home moving in - can't believe they actually cut down a tree to help it manuver. And, really enjoyed that peanut butter story from your childhood. 😮
ReplyDeleteAlways love your laker photos, Al. Those big boats are the best.
ReplyDeleteI would have had a nervous breakdown if that was my new house. And what's not to love about peanut butter - especially the chunky kind.
ReplyDeleteGreat photos as always. Best peanut butter story ever. We have had trouble getting our two park homes parked here where we live. So worth it in the end.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures Al. Thank you for sharing them with us.
ReplyDeleteThat looks about the size of my mobile but it was here when I bought it and of course we don't have trees. And yes what's not to love about peanut butter! great story. But OH the sunset pictures just gorgeous
ReplyDeleteAlways enjoy when watching them move a large trailer into a campground, so entertaining especially for us retired people.
ReplyDeleteNothing much better than a good peanut butter, loved your story.
That was an interesting narrative of the home moving in. Good thing it was just trees in the way, an easier fix than some things.
ReplyDeleteLoved the peanut butter story, how nice it must be to go to the cupboard and get the jar out. No dirt involved!
Beautiful sunset. Glad they got that trailer in without too many problems.
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