BUT HERE I AM AT THE LAST MINUTE BLATHERING AWAY AGAIN

 BAYFIELD'S BEACH AND SOUTH PIER SATURDAY NIGHT  iPHONE PHOTO

It's funny how, after all these years of being a daily blogger, I find it oddly strange not to put out a post each and every day. It's like my day isn't complete or something if I miss a day.  Even when I'm stressed about it.  It's a habit I am having a hard time rearranging.  After all, my blog is me, and I am my blog, and we have been spending a lot of time together these last bunch of years.  If I don't publish something, it's like having an important and enjoyable part of myself cut off.  I seem to have a need to communicate and experience that sense of accomplishment when I hit that 'publish button each time.  Also, I seem to have a need to express myself in a somewhat artsy way.  Even when I butt up against the sometimes pressure of daily writing, I still feel a need and a want to publish something, complete with photos. If I try to go out the door and leave my camera behind, I am in an immediate panicked dither.  Going anywhere without a camera is simply inconceivable to me.  I've been doing it so long that it would be like heading out the door without my head attached.  Couple that with my love of writing, and you can see where I'm at. I had no intention of blogging today and possibly tomorrow, but here I am at the last minute blathering away again.  And, you know what.....I love it:))

 A FEW PHOTOS FROM THIS MORNING

 I ROTO-TILLED THIS AREA BESIDE OUR REAR DECK THEN PLANTED GRASS SEED THIS AFTERNOON

 AN IRRIGATION SWATH WANDERS THROUGH THIS RECENTLY HARVESTED BEAN FIELD

 APPLES ARE ALWAYS A SIGN OF THE SEASON

A fine evening walk on Saturday night, followed by a long two-hour country road drive that took me to Clinton's Tim Hortons for a coffee to go and then east out of town. Turning south I slowly made my way down the Morrison Line as darkness slowly settled across the land.  I was surprised at how many farmers were out burning the midnight oil harvesting their bean fields.  The lights on some of the tractors and combines were ever as bright as landing lights on an aircraft.  Turning west on Centennial Road took me through wind turbine country, and I marveled at all the blinking red lights I could see for miles and miles. Kind of like a fairyland and I guess that is what attracts me to them at night.  At one point, on a dusty gravel road I could see red lights stretching all along the sweeping Lake Huron shoreline from north of Grand Bend to somewhere out and around to Port Franks, Kettle Point, and beyond.  From there, I slowly meandered my way back to Bayfield for a drive down Main Street and a stop at the beach, where I made my way across the sand to the shoreline, where I stood listening to the ever-so-lightly soft swish of the waves gently lapping along the shore.  Magic:))

AN iPHONE PIC OF SATURDAY NIGHT'S SUNSET I SENT TO WOODSY....YOU WILL NOTICE THE BOTTOM OF THE PHOTO ISN'T CROPPED AND THAT IS BECAUSE I STILL HAVEN'T GOT THE HANY OF THE iPHONE PHOTO EDITING TOOLS.....YOU WILL NOTICE FURTHER ON BELOW THE TILTED HORIZONS I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO STRAIGHTEN EITHER...I'M WORKING ON THE PROBLEM

 SUNSET OVER A SOYBEAN FIELD

 SUNSET OVER A CORNFIELD

 A TRACTOR TOWING A GRAIN WAGON UNLOADS ITS BEANS INTO AN 18-WHEELER TRUCK

 THE COMBINE WITH ITS AIRCRAFT-LIKE 'BRIGHT' LIGHTS PAUSES AT IT WAITS FOR THE GRAIN WAGON TO BE UNLOADED

 BACK IN BAYFIELD, THE NEWLY RESTORED ALBION HOTEL WLL HAVE ITS GRAND OPENING THIS COMING SATURDAY.... FOUR iPHONE PHOTOS IN THIS SEGMENT

 A FEW UNCROPPED AND TILTED PHOTOS FROM ALONG BAYFIELD'S MAIN STREET

Al's Music Box Our Day Will Come by Ruby And The Romantics.

 THIS 'TILTED' TIM HORTONS IS WHERE I PICKED UP MY SATURDAY NIGHT COFFEE

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Sid and Al were sitting in a Chinese restaurant. "Sid," asked Al, "Are there any Jews in China?" "I don't know," Sid replied. "Why don't we ask the waiter?"When the waiter came by, Al said, "Are there any Chinese Jews?" "I don't know sir, let me ask," the waiter replied and he went into the kitchen. He quickly returned and said, "No, sir. No Chinese Jews." "Are you sure?" Al asked. "I will check again, sir." the waiter replied and went back to the kitchen. While he was still gone, Sid said, "I cannot believe there are no Jews in China. Our people are scattered everywhere." When the waiter returned, he said, "Sir, no Chinese Jews." "Are you really sure?" Al asked again. "I cannot believe there are no Chinese Jews." "Sir, I ask everyone," the waiter replied, exasperated. "We have orange jews, prune jews, tomato jews, and grape jews, but no one ever hear of Chinese jews!"

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A guy bought his wife a beautiful diamond ring for Christmas. A friend of his said, "I thought she wanted one of those sporty 4-Wheel drive vehicles." "She did," he replied. "But where in the world was I gonna find a fake Jeep?"

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As a senior citizen was driving down the freeway, his phone rang. Answering, he heard his wife's voice urgently warning him.

“Herman, I just heard on the news that there's a car going the wrong way on the 280 interstate. Please be careful!” “It's not just one car,” said Herman. “It's hundreds of them!”

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