KELLY HEADS TO LONDON TO SEE HER DOCTOR

FREDDY, FROGGY, AND FRANKIE

Monday morning dawned clear and bright and feeling fine Kelly decided to drive herself to London's University Hospital for an appointment with her Doctor.  Pheebs and I were on stand-by to take her just in case but she said she was 'good to go'.

BLACK CAPPED CHICKADEE

RED WING BLACKBIRD

 

THE TUFTED TITMOUSE IS THINKING ‘WHY IS THAT BLACK CAPPED CHICKADEE CONTEMPLATING HIS TOES’??

TUFTED TITMUSE ABOVE AND BELOW

Been trying to make a few changes here and there and one of them involves our morning Jeep rides.  Decided to put more emphasis on walking than driving so Pheebs and I have shortened up the miles and lengthened the footsteps.  Several reasons for that with one being the increased cost of gas and the other being a phone call from my Nurse Practitioner’s office a week ago saying my last blood tests showed a high sugar level.  Well I know what that means because both my Dad and his Dad had diabetes so it’s in the family.  They want me back in for another blood test at the end of the month.

HOW NICE TO SEE LUSH GREEN GRASS AGAIN IN THE COUNTRYSIDE

BUSY TIME OF YEAR FOR FARMERS

YES THIS IS A FARM HOUSE

CAUGHT THE SOUTH END OF THIS NORTH BOUND WILD TURKEY HEADING INTO THE FOREST

I WAS GLAD PHEEBS AND I DECIDED TO WALK THIS DEAD END ROAD INSTEAD OF JEEPING IT THIS MORNING

A SWAMPY THICK FOREST ON ONE SIDE OF THE MUDDY ROAD

A REAL BREEDING GROUND FOR MOSQUITOS

SPOTTED THIS LITTLE HIDE-A-WAY IN THE BUSH

THIS OLD RUSTING PLOW MARKED THE END OF THE ROAD

Pheebs and I found us a dead end country bush road not far from Bayfield (south end of Bannockburn Line) and spent an enjoyable hour ambling along listening to all the Spring songbirds in the tree tops.  It truly is a marvelous time of year when things finally begin to green up and so far we have not encountered any pesky bugs.

SOME SPOTS WERE MUDDIER THAN OTHERS

TIS THE SEASON FOR MARSH MARIGOLDS

LITTLE MISS SMARTYPANTS IN THE MARIGOLDS

AND YES SHE JUST WALKED RIGHT THROUGH THE MIDDLE OF THAT MUD PUDDLE

 

YEP I THINK WE’RE GONNA HAVE US SOME MUDDY SEAT COVERS IN THE JEEP AGAIN

SOME KIND OF WATER PLANTS

With brilliant sunlight overhead our blue skies remained cloudless and I spent much of the afternoon working away outside.  Half a dozen little projects on the go here and there.  Kelly was back home around 2 and has to go back  to London for another Cat Scan shortly.

RAKED UP A LOT OF MOSS AND HAVE PUT SOME GRASS SEED IN

‘HEY WHO DAT LOOKIN IN DA SUN ROOM WINDA’

ROSE BREASTED GROSBEAK

 

MALE CARDINAL ABOVE AND FEMALE CARDINAL BELOW

I was glad to see a medical update from Mrs. Furry Gnome on Mr. Furry Gnome’s condition at Seasons in the Valley.  It has been a long hard 75 day struggle for Stew but he is finally out of intensive care and is fighting his way back from the brink.  Click the above link to see how he’s doing and by golly he even has himself a birthday coming up.

<<< THIS FELLOW HAS THE PRETTIEST SONG BUT I DON’T KNOW HIS NAME

GROANER’S CORNER:((  This guy arrives at the Pearly Gates. He has to wait to be admitted, while St. Pete leafs through his Big Book.  He's checking to see if the guy is worthy of entry or not. Saint Peter goes through the books several times, furrows his brow, and says to the guy, "You know, I can't see that you did lots of good in your life but, you never did anything bad either. Tell you what, if you can tell me of one REALLY good deed that you did in your life, you're in."  The guy thinks for a moment and says, "Well, there was this one time when I was drivin' down the highway and I saw a Biker Gang assaulting this poor girl. I slowed down my car to see what was going on, and sure enough, that's what they were doing. There were about 50 of 'em torturing this chick.  Infuriated, I got out my car, grabbed a tire iron from my trunk and walked straight up to the leader of the gang. He was a huge guy with a studded leather jacket and a chain running from his nose to his ear. As I walked up to the leader, the Gang formed a circle all around me.  So I ripped the leader's chain off his face and smashed him over the head with the tire iron. Then I turned around and yelled to the rest of them, 'Leave this poor, innocent girl alone, you slime! You're all a bunch of sick, deranged animals! Go home before I teach you all a lesson in pain!'"  St. Peter, extremely impressed, says, "Really? Wow, when did all this happen?"  "Er.. about two minutes ago."

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Hubby: You always carry my photo in your handbag to the office. Why?
Wife: When there is a problem, no matter how impossible, I look at your picture and the problem disappears.
Hubby: You see, how miraculous and powerful I am for you?
Wife: Yes, I see your picture and say to myself, "What the hell other problem can there be greater than this one?"

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A FEW PHOTOS FROM THE HULLETT MARSH

Pheebs and I set our sights on the Hullett Marsh  this morning.  All tonight’s photos are from our walk in the Marsh……………….

GROANER’S CORNER:((  A grandmother was surprised by her seven-year-old helper early one morning. He had made her coffee! She drank what was probably the worst cup of coffee in her entire life. And when she got to the bottom, to her utter amazement, there were three little green, army men in her cup.   Puzzled, she asked, "Honey, what are these army men doing in my coffee?" Her grandson answered, "Grandma, you know how it says on TV, 'The best part of waking up is soldiers in your cup.'"

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If electricity comes from electrons... does that mean that morality comes from morons?

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MAYBE TOMORROW

Couldn’t seem to drum myself up any interest in writing or taking any photos today.  Maybe tomorrow…………

GROANER’S CORNER:(( Little Johnny was having problems in English class, so his teacher, Miss Wilson, decided to stop by Little Johnny's house on her way home. She wanted to discuss Johnny's poor performance directly with his parents.  When she rang the door bell, Little Johnny answered.  "Hello Johnny, I'd like to talk to your mother or father," she said.  "Sorry, but they ain't here." He replied.  "Johnny!" She said, "what is it with your grammar?"  "Haven't got a clue," Johnny replied, "but dad sure was mad that they had to go bail her out again!"

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