SPRINKLED WITH DOUBT

 ANOTHER NICE MORNING TO BE OUT AND ABOUT IN THE COUNTRYSIDE

Monday evening turned out to be lovely, with wondrous cloud patterns in the sky.  I strapped on my shoes, fired up Subie, and we went out to my gravel road walking spot.  The sun was already low on the horizon and beginning to set when walking.  

 MONDAY EVENING'S TWILIGHT GLOW FROM MY WALKING ROAD

CAN YOU SEE THE TWO CLOUD GEESE

Following my walk, I slipped into Clinton and picked up a coffee and a donut to go.  Instead of heading out along some gravel roads, I slipped west out of Clinton on Highway 8.  I had a destination in mind, and moments later, I entered the long winding driveway leading to the Huron Hospice center, known as The Bender House.  This is where Kelly passed away on December 10th, of 2024.  It was about a year ago now that I last stopped here and sat quietly in the empty parking lot in front of the building.  There is such a peaceful feeling that envelopes me each time I come here, remembering her last few days, hours, minutes, and seconds.  It all seems so long ago now and my memories are becoming wispy.  But my feelings are still here and as close to my heart today as they were then.  Finally, it was another sad goodbye as I slowly drove down the long, lonely driveway and lost myself once again in the embracing arms of the comforting night.

IN THIS PHOTO, ONE OF MY AUNT JEAN'S FAVORITE CONSTELLATIONS, SCORPIUS, CAN FAINTLY BE SEEN

Today dawned once again with sunshine pouring through my living room window, delicately settling on the carpeted floor, scattering its warming beams of light all the way across the carpeted floor to Kelly's chair.  Again, it was a nice way to start the day, and a mere hour later, I was once again on my walking road with my feet heading north.

ANOTHER NICE SKY MORNING ON MY WALK

 WHETHER IT BE MORNING, NOON, OR NIGHT, I LOVE MY RELAXING COUNTRY ROAD DRIVES

 THIS PAVED MODEL AIRPLANE RUNWAY IS LOCATED ON THE NORTH SIDE OF KITCHIGAMI ROAD, JUST A FEW HUNDRED YARDS EAST OF PORTER'S HILL LINE

 ALWAYS NICE TO SEE PEONIES IN BLOOM

With three prescriptions in my pocket needing to be filled, I next headed for Goderich.  With a coffee to go, it was down to the harbor and beach areas I went, snapping a few pics along the way.  After that, with a stop at Walmart to drop my prescriptions off at the Pharmacy and pick up a few groceries, I was soon merrily on my way home. 

SUNNY SKIES OVER LAKE HURON WERE BEAUTIFUL TODAY

 HEADING HOME ON PORTER'S HILL LINE, THE DARK GREY SKIES ON THE SOUTHEASTER HORIZON WERE LOOKING LIKE MOTHER NATURE MIGHT BE BREWING UP A STORM

The rest of the afternoon was rather uneventful.  Picked me up some extra-strength Vitamin D today to see if it helps with this overall tiredness I have been feeling as of late.  I was very fortunate to have gotten so much done around the outside here earlier this Spring because I sure don't have the energy or enthusiasm lately to do much of anything some days.

HERE'S ANOTHER PHOTO OF MY LITTLE HELPER YESTERDAY

 AND HERE'S A PHOTO OF MY E-BIKE'S HEAVY BATTERY THAT I FORGOT TO INCLUDE YESTERDAY. 

With my failing memory continuing to throw roadblocks in my path, all day Monday, I could not remember the last name of a fellow RV Blogger friend from back in our RVing days.  He passed away a couple of years ago, and we last talked to John at a boondocking spot on Yellowbird Road just outside of Bouse, Arizona.  It was our last RVing year.  His blog was once called 'Dog Pound South.'  He and his wife, Brenda, were ranchers in Alberta, Canada.  I can see John plainly in my mind's eye.  A tall, good-looking fellow, always with a cowboy hat and looking every bit like the true cowboy he really was.  I think he was more at home on a horse than on a tractor.  All day, I had been trying to come up with John's last name, and my mind would simply not help me out.  I know there are readers out here who knew John and will remember his last name.  Update:: Upon waking this morning, John's name popped into my mind....'Brown'.  John Brown.  At least I think that was John's last name.  It seems like so many things in my mind these days are sprinkled with doubt.

 I ALWAYS ENJOY SEEING FARM ANIMALS IN THE RURAL COUNTRYSIDE

Al's Music Box:: That Boy by The Beatles

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A cat dies and goes to Heaven. God meets him at the gate and says, "You have been a good cat all of these years. Anything you desire is yours; all you have to do is ask."  The cats says, "Well, I lived all my life with a poor family on a farm and had to sleep on hardwood floors."  God says, "Say no more." And instantly, a fluffy pillow appears.  A few days later, 6 mice are killed in a tragic accident and they go to Heaven. God meets them at the gate with the same offer that He made the cat. The mice said, "All our lives we've had to run. Cats, dogs and even women with brooms have chased us. If we could only have a pair of roller skates, we wouldn't have to run anymore."  God says, "Say no more." And instantly, each mouse is fitted with a beautiful pair of tiny roller skates.
About a week later, God decides to check and see how the cat is doing. The cat is sound asleep on his new pillow. God gently wakes him and asks, "How are you doing? Are you happy here?"  The cat yawns and stretches and says, "Oh, I've never been happier in my life. And those Meals on Wheels you've been sending over are the best!"

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- Have you heard about the elephant with diarrhea?  It's all over town!

- I got a big envelope in the mail that had written on the front, "Photographs: Do Not Bend."  Underneath the mailman wrote, "Oh, yes they do."

- I drive way too fast to worry about cholesterol.

- Support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have.

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An artist asked the gallery owner if there had been any interest in his paintings on display at that time.  "I have good news and bad news," the owner replied. "The good news is that a gentleman enquired about your work and wondered if it would appreciate in value after your death. When I told him it would, he bought all 15 of your paintings."  "That's wonderful!" the artist exclaimed. "What's the bad news?"  "The guy was your doctor...."

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Two men got out of their cars after they collided at an intersection.  One took a flask from his pocket and said to the other, "Here, maybe you'd like a nip to calm your nerves."  "Thanks," he said, and took a long pull from the container.  "Here, you have one, too," he added, handing back the whiskey.  "Well, I'd rather not," said the first. "At least not until after the police have been here."

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