SOMETIMES TOO MUCH STUFF SEEMS TO HAPPEN ALL AT ONCE

Another heat warning advisory was issued by the weather department today.  I am already looking forward to mid-August when seasonal temperatures generally begin to swing into cooler air.  Of course, with weather patterns out of whack all around the world, that mid-August gradual cool-down may not happen again this year.  

 GERANIUM

 CLAMATIS

 THE LIGHTER COLORED  ONES ARE HOSTA FLOWERS

My good buddy Richard picked me up at 9:30 this morning for our second country road coffee tour of the month.  Our two-and-a-half-hour travels took us southeast of Bayfield through the scenic countryside as far afield as Exeter and back.  Time very well spent again.  Waiting for Richard this morning I took a few flower pics around our front yard while warding off hordes of mosquitoes recently brought out by this hot and humid weather.  

 A GRACKLE ON OUR BIRD STATION DEALING WITH THE HOT WEATHER

 THE HOT WEATHER HASN'T DAMPENED THIS CHIPMUNK'S APPETITE FOR BIRDSEED

 ONE OF A NUMBER OF FLOWER ARRANGEMENTS AROUND OUR PARK

Busy days ahead again.  Luckily, Kelly's plasmapheresis scheduled for Saturday has been rescheduled to Tuesday but we have company coming Sunday for two days.  Rebecca, Ricardo, and Ella.  And we just got notice today that our Park's water will be off from 9 a.m. Monday until later in the day as some water pumps are replaced.  How come sometimes too much stuff seems to happen all at once:((    

Al's Music Box:)) Who'll Stop The Rain by Creedence Clearwater Revival from the album 'Cosmos Factory'.  1970

 KELLY WITH HER BROTHER PETER THURSDAY MORNING IN BAYFIELD

GROANER'S CORNER:(( An Answering Machine Message sung to the tune of the "Camptown Races":

I can't come to the telephone; doo-dah, doo-dah.
Leave your message when you hear the tone; oh, de doo-dah day.
Might be gone all night... Might be gone all day...
So leave a message when you hear the tone.
I'll call you back someday..

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There was a boy standing on a corner selling fish.  He was saying, "Dam fish for sale, dam fish for sale."  A preacher walked up and asked why he was calling them dam fish.  The kid said, "I caught them at the dam, so they're dam fish."  The preacher bought some, took them home and asked his wife to cook the dam fish.  His wife looked at him in bewilderment and said, "Preachers aren't supposed to talk like that."  The preacher explained why they were dam fish, and she agreed to cook them. When dinner was ready and everyone was sitting down, the preacher asked his son to pass him the dam fish.  His son replied, "That's the spirit dad. Pass the hellish potatoes!"

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OUR COMPANY HEADS BACK TO WEBSTER NEW YORK AND GETTING MYSELF TOGETHER

It takes longer to put me together in the morning than it does to put Kelly together.  We had planned to meet Leslie and Peter at Shop Bike Coffee Roasters this morning but when Peter called saying they would be there in 15 minutes it was not enough time for me to shake myself into gear.  Kelly made it though and after coffee and muffins, Leslie and Peter headed off back to Webster New York. (near Rochester)  After putting my glass eye in and setting my teeth in place, I strapped on my wooden leg, affixed my hair piece, plugged my lost hearing aids in, reset my heart's pacemaker, took my two dozen prescription pills, and pushed my walker out to the Jeep.  I was finally up and ready to go but our company had already got up and went.

 HAY BALES WAITING TO BE LOADED ON THE WAGON

 A RIBBON OF GREEN GRASS WANDERS IT'S WAY THROUGH AN AREA BEAN FIELD

 QUEEN ANNE'S LACE ALONG THE EDGE OF A CORNFIELD

 CORN STOCKS ARE GROWING TASSLES

Rains in the night left us with a thick cloud cover making the air sultry and heavy with humidity.  Not a breeze stirring, not even a mouse.  Pheebs and I in a slight drizzle did manage a walk and later jeeped ourselves around a few damp country roads.

 OUR MORNING'S MOODY SKIES LATER GAVE WAY TO BRILLIANT AFTERNOON SUNSHINE

The rest of the day kinda turned into nothing so I didn't do anything, although I should have done something.  Oh well, I consider any day I can hold my mind's memory together for any length of time a plus and I consider it a positive day.  Whatever day it is today that is................

 I'M GUESSING THOSE GRAIN WAGONS ARE LOADED WITH WHEAT

 A FIELD IRRIGATION PROJECT IS UNDERWAY HERE

Facebook threw me a memory today from a post I wrote on July 27th, 2009 saying  Today's Post Marks My 500th Blog Post.  I don't know how this happened but today's July 27th, 2023 post marks my 5,524th post.  It's just nuts I guess.   

 PHOTO TAKEN BY PETER KNAPP A COUPLE DAYS AGO

Al's Music Box:)) I Can't Tell You Why by the Eagles from their Melbourne Australia live Farewell Tour with bass player Timothy B Schmit singing.  2004

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Howard County Police officers still write their reports by hand, and the data is entered later by a computer tech into their database. One theft report stated that a farmer had lost 2,025 pigs. Thinking that to be an error, the tech called the farmer directly.  "Is it true Mr. (Smith) that you lost 2,025 pigs?" she asked.  "Yeth." lisped the farmer.  Being a Howard County girl herself, the tech entered: "Subject lost 2 sows and 25 pigs."

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If you see someone over 40 out in public after 9pm, they 100% for sure took a nap earlier in the day.

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LUNCH AT GODERICH'S BEACH STREET STATION COMPLETE WITH FOODY PICS:))

A PASTORAL  MORNING ALONG THE EAST SIDE OF PARR LINE

It was already so humidly warm this morning that Pheebs and I rolled all the windows down in the white car and opened the sunroof before we even left the carport.  I knew our gravel road country walking spot would be too hot under the morning sun so we headed off further east to where I knew a shadier area to be at the Bannockburn Conservation Area.  I stopped to take a few pics on our way there.

 STOPPED ON A BRIDGE FOR THIS PHOTO AND NOTICED A SNAPPING TURTLE IN THE RIVER BELOW

 ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BRIDGE i STARTLED THIS GREAT BLUE HERON

It was definitely a few degrees cooler under the shady forest cover at Bannockburn but what I hadn't figured on was the Mosquitos and Deer Flies.  And, there were lots of them.  We didn't get too far before making a hasty retreat to the car and headed for home.  Peter and Leslie were already there so we all sat in our sunroom for a couple of hours shooting the breeze.  

 A SHORT BUG INFESTED WALK AT BANNOCKBURN

It was around noon when we all piled into our car and headed to Goderich for lunch at the Beach Street Station.  I had never been in this old relocated train station before and I must say I was quite impressed when I stepped through the door.  I liked the decor, high ceilings, windows, and old lighting, etc.  Here is a Brief History of the old station and how it was relocated to its present location.  The food was good and it was one of the better burgers I've had for quite a while.  We were there for nearly two hours before leaving and taking a little tour around Goderich as well as the north side of the harbor.  Our journey home took us through Ben Miller and by the time we arrived, there were some very sleepy people in the car.  Leslie and Peter headed back to the Ashwood Inn.  Checking our live radar weather station we could see a nasty-looking storm heading across the lake.  We also had a severe storm warning watch issued as well.  The storm later brought us a few bouts of rain and that was about it.       

 KELLY, LESLIE, AND PETER HEAD INTO THE BEACH STREET STATION

 WAITING TO BE SEATED INSIDE....IT WAS TOO HOT TO SIT OUTSIDE ON THE PATIO

 I WAS IMPRESSED WITH THE SPACIOUSNESS

 PETER'S LAKE HURON PERCH TACO

KELLY'S LAKE HURON PERCH TACO

LESLIE'S CAPRESE PANINI

 AL'S STATION BURGER

 PETER LOOKING FOR THE WASHROOM

 I REALLY LIKED THIS ROOM

 AN OLD PHOTOGRAPH OF A FREIGHT TRAIN AT THE STATION

 TWO PAINTINGS OF THE OLD CANADIAN PACIFIC RAILWAY STATION

Al's Music Box:)) We'll Sing In The Sunshine by Gale Garnett from the album 'My Kind Of Folk Songs'.  1964

GROANER'S CORNER:(( The Toronto Board of Health has proposed that warning signs be placed on all alcohol bottles to tip off drinkers about the possible peril of drinking a pint or two of any alcoholic beverage.

1. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may cause you to wake up with a breath that could knock a buzzard off a festering dead animal a hundred yards away.

2. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like an idiot.

3. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell the same boring story over and over again until your friends want to seriously beat you

4. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may cause you to thay shings like thish.

5. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell the boss what you really think of him.

6. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol is the leading cause of inexplicable rug burn on the forehead.

7. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, handsome, and smarter than some really, really big guy named Psycho Bob.

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After a recent college basketball game, the coach spotted a cell phone lying on the floor. He picked it up and handed it to one of the referees, saying, "Here's your phone."  "What makes you think its mine?" the ref asked.  "Easy," the coach replied. "It says you missed 13 calls!"

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