RICHARD AND I DUST UP A FEW COUNTRY ROADS AND CALLS COMING IN ABOUT THE FREEDO VANDITO

Another beautifully cool summer's morn as Richard and I Jeeped our way around a bunch of country roads here in rural southwestern Ontario.  McDonald's coffee and a couple carrot muffins were the order of the day. Another 3 hours of quality time well spent.

A FEW INUKSHUKS HAVE SPRUNG UP ALONG THE MAITLAND RIVER AT BALL'S BRIDGE SOUTH OF AUBURN 

A SOUTHWESTERN ONTARIO WOOD HEADED SWAMP GATOR:))

Every time a vehicle is sold here in Ontario it requires a safety certificate so we popped the Freedo Vandito into the Bayfield Garage first thing this morning for a 'pre-safety' in hopes of selling it within 30 days.  Kelly has it on Kijiji, Facebook and area buy and sell sites with inquiries already coming in.

LOOKS LIKE SOMEBODY IS LOGGING OUT A PINE FOREST

With everything going on lately I said to Kelly I'd really appreciate one of those good old boring days I am often too quick to complain about.  Had a nice taste of that this afternoon as I kicked back in my recliner for a couple hours with my Kindle and didn't worry about anything or stress myself out thinking I should be out doing a bunch of things that don't really need doing anyway.  Oh, and feeling much better today than yesterday.

WELL HOLY SMOKES THEY ACTUALLY GOT THE FRONT WALL OF TIM HORTONS COFFEE SHOP FRAMED IN

Rumours are still swirling whether our Park is sold or not but things seem to be continuing as normal with the present owners pushing a new road through around the corner from our place.  New sites are being cleared for additional homes as well.  And so glad to see some ladies from our Park have taken it upon themselves to clean up a lot of overgrown vegetation around our mail room.  Looking so much better.  Bravo Gals:))

PUSHING A NEW ROAD THROUGH A HEAVILY FORESTED AREA

FIRST LOTS WILL BE ON THE RIGHT

GROANER'S CORNER:((  When Uncle Charlie died of old age, Bill was bequeathed his uncle's prized Amazon parrot. This parrot was fully grown -- with a bad attitude and a worse vocabulary. Every other word was an expletive. Those that weren't expletives were, to say the very least, extremely rude.  Bill tried hard to change the bird's attitude and was constantly saying polite words, playing soft music--anything he could think of to try and set a good example... Nothing worked. Exasperated, he yelled at the bird. But the bird just got louder. Then he shook the parrot. But the bird just got more angry and more rude.  Finally, in a moment of desperation, Bill put the parrot in the freezer.  For a few moments he heard the bird squawking, kicking, and screaming... Then, suddenly, all was quiet. Bill was frightened that he might have hurt his dead uncle's prized parrot and quickly opened the freezer door.  The parrot calmly stepped out onto Bill's extended arm and said, "I am truly sorry that I might have offended you with my language and action and I humbly ask your forgiveness. I will now, from this day forth, endeavor to correct my behavior so that such an ill-perceived outburst never again occurs."  Bill was completely astonished at the bird's change in attitude and was about to ask what had caused such a dramatic change when the parrot continued, "May I ask what the chicken did?" 
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