THAT'S KINDA HOW PHEEBS AND I WERE YEARS AGO TOO

 NOT SURE WHAT THIS BIRD IS, BUT I SEE THEM FLITTING ABOUT IN THE WHEATFIELD ALONGSIDE MY WALKING ROAD

Decided to carry my Sony RXIV camera with me this morning on my walk, and take a few pics along the way.  Any day now, I expect a big grass-cutting machine to come rolling up the gravel road and mow down the ditches as it goes.  That means all the wildflowers growing along both sides of my walking road will be gone.  A lot of little yellow Butterflies and Dragonflies were fluttering about in those ditches this morning.  Evenings too.  After the ditches are mowed, those Dragonflies and Butterflies will move on, and I will miss them.  Well, at least that's what happened last summer around this time.

 CHICORY

 PURPLE VETCH

 MONARCH BUTTERFLY ON A MILKWEED PLANT

 TWAS A FINE LOOKING MORNING IN THE COUNTRYSIDE

With a warm, sunny, and humid day upon us, I enjoyed spending time simply sitting on the shaded front porch, appreciating all the greenery in the front yard with the sounds of birds in the surrounding trees and chipmunks scampering about all over the place.  Also had my music with me and my camera.  Of course, there is seldom any more than a ten-foot separation between me, a musical device, or a camera of some sort.  That's kinda how Pheebs and I were years ago, too.  I sure miss her.

Al's Music Box:: Hello Stranger by Barbara Lewis.

DRAGONFLY IN A WHEAT FIELD THIS MORNING

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A terrifying explosion occurs in a gunpowder factory, and once all the mess has been cleared up, an inquiry begins. One of the few survivors is asked to make a statement. "Okay Simpson," says the investigator, "you were near the scene, what happened?" "Well, it's like this. Old Charley Higgins was in the mixing room, and I saw him take a cigarette out of his pocket and light up." "He was smoking in the mixing room?" the investigator said in stunned horror, "How long had he been with the company?" "About 20 years, sir" "20 years in the company, then he goes and strikes a match in the mixing room, I'd have thought it would have been the last thing he'd have done." "It was, sir."

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- I met a nice girl at a bar last night and asked her to call me when she made it home. She must be homeless.

- “Electricians go with the flow, never against the current!”
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A boy had reached four without giving up the habit of sucking his thumb, though his mother had tried everything from bribery to reasoning to painting it with lemon juice to discourage the habit. She tried threats, warning her son that, "If you don't stop sucking your thumb, your stomach is going to blow up like a balloon." Later that day, walking in the park, mother and son saw a pregnant woman sitting on a bench. The four-year-old considered her gravely for a minute, then spoke to her saying, "Uh-oh ... I know what you've been doing."

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I COULD LITERALLY SIT DOWN AND EAT BY THE BUCKETFUL

MONARCH BUTTERFLY IN A WHEAT FIELD

With another fine summer's evening upon us, Woodsy and I saddled up the E-Bikes once again Wednesday night, and this time we headed east out of the Park into the open countryside.  I was again reminded of my motorcycle days when cruising through the country and passing through all the delightfully different smells and aromas.  It could be a bunch of lilac bushes alongside the road, or acres of new mown hay in the many farmers' fields.  I've always liked the smell of a cattle barn, but not so much the scent of a skunk somewhere nearby and maybe close to the road.  Sometimes it can simply be the smell of fresh air itself.  Passing forests have a smell all of their own, and how nice the aroma of many different flowers in their seasons.  Sometimes on the wind drifts the scent of the lake itself, and sometimes an earthy smell if a farmer is hard at work plowing a nearby field.  Many of these aromas are not detected when inside a car, but with the open concept of a bicycle or a motorcycle, they are easily detected and enjoyed.  But a bicycle has one big advantage over a motorcycle when it comes to all those various smells, and it is simply the silence.  The silence, coupled with the countryside smells and enhanced by the surrounding beauty, just makes for a complete, memorable, and enjoyable outdoor experience.  I am sure grateful to Woodsy for surprising me with an E-Bike for my birthday early last October.  It has brought me even closer to the countryside that I love.

 ANOTHER NICE TWILIGHT BIKE RIDE WITH FRIENDLY FARM FOLKS WAVING AS WE GO BY

 WOODSY LINES UP A SUNSET PHOTO

Despite a heavy cloud cover, I could feel the hot sun's rays right through those clouds on my walk this morning.  It sure seems to me that the sun's heat and the air's humidity are both waaaaaay stronger nowadays than forty or fifty years ago.  Yes, some of that may have to do with my age but I do sincerely believe that there has been a serious change to the Earth's atmosphere.

 THE GOLDEN WHEAT FIELD BESIDE MY WALKING ROAD IS VERY CLOSE TO BEING HARVESTED

Many readers will know of my dislike of salads.....and any kind of a salad.  Well, I must amend that a wee bit.  Woodsy makes a salad that I could literally sit down and eat by the bucketful.  And, I'll call it, 'Watermelon Salad because its main ingredient is watermelon.  I think I have written about this salad before and had included a picture.  I had intended to take another picture today and include it with this post, but wouldn't you know it, I gobbled the salad all up before thinking of a picture.  Here are the ingredients.......Watermelon, cucumber, feta cheese, cooked chicken, with a honey dijon dressing.

HERE'S ONE OF MY LITTLE PALS LOOKING IN THE PATIO DOOR EARLIER THIS MORNING TO SEE IF I AM UP YET

HERE WE ARE WATCHING TV TOGETHER THIS MORNING

 SOME OF TONIGHT'S PHOTOS ARE NOT AS SHARP AS THEY SHOULD BE, BUT I CAN'T BE LUCKY ALL THE TIME

Al's Music Box:: Stranger On The Shore by Acker Bilk.

GROANER'S CORNER:(( One day, the little Moron's neighbor comes over to his house, and finds him crying, and asks him what happened. The little Moron said that his mother had passed away. The neighbor made him some coffee and calmed him down a little and then left. The next day the neighbor went back over to the house and found the little Moron crying again. He asked him why he was crying this time. The little Moron said, "I just got off of the phone with my sister. Her mother died too!"

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Q. What did the digital clock say to the analog clock?

A. Look, No hands!
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- Do you know what always catches my eye? Short people with umbrellas.

- My family told me to stop telling Thanksgiving jokes, but I told them I couldn't just quit "cold turkey."

- Why do pilgrims’ pants always fall down? Because they wear their belt buckles on their hats!

- What did the hipster say the day after Thanksgiving? I liked the leftovers because they were cool.

- What do you call a turkey on the day after Thanksgiving? Lucky.

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Knock Knock
Who's there?
Dawn!
Dawn who?
Dawn leave me out here in the cold!

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Deanna!
Deanna who?
Deanna-mals are restless open the cage!

Knock Knock.
Who's there?
Tamara.
Tamara who? Tamara we'll have turkey leftovers!

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Diner: "I would like a cup of coffee, please."

Waiter: "I'm very sorry, sir, but I'm afraid we're fresh out of coffee today; our coffee maker has been completely exhausted."
Diner: "I'm not surprised, due to how weak it's been lately."

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