MY 'NDE' BOOK LIST.....AND MY BIG FROG CATCHING BUCKET IS NOW HALF FULL OF CORN

 ANOTHER NICE SUNNY NOVEMBER MORNING FOR A DRIVE THROUGH THE COUNTRYSIDE

Under semi-sunny Sunday skies, Pheebs and I headed out again to see if we could find us some corn spills.  Due to strong winds, our 41F temps had a windchill factor of 32F so needless to say, there was no country road walk this morning.  Our morning travels took us on a slow roll southeast of Bayfield.  Even without leaves on the trees, it is still a pretty countryside.  On the last leg of our drive about to head home cornless, I suddenly spotted something ahead on the gravel road.  'Bingo' we scored ourselves a corn spill.  I wasn't long in getting my bucket and shovel out of the Jeep and in a few minutes I had our big frog-catching bucket half full of corn.  If we can find one or two more spills like that our front yard birds and squirrels will be all set for the Winter.  Me too.   

 BEAUTIFUL SKIES THIS MORNING

 AND HERE IS OUR BONANZA CORN SPILL FIND

 A SUNDAY MORNING FARMER OUT TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THE GOOD WEATHER

 HARDLY A COLORFUL LEAF TO BE SEEN ALONG THIS WEST-FACING BUSH LINE

 STILL SOME COLOR ALONG THIS EAST-FACING BUSH LINE

I often wonder why it is that I (and countless others) wake up some mornings feeling sorta okay and other mornings wake up feeling like an old lump of coal.  Sometimes it's both a mental and physical feeling going on and other times it's one or the other although either one of those two things directly affects the other.  Oh, so many of life's little mysteries happening out here all the time eh.

With some reader interest expressed in the blog comment section recently about the NDE (Near Death Experience) books I have read, I have compiled a list of those books.  But first, let me set this up by telling you how and what I use to do my reading.  I don't know what it is with my eyes but even with prescription glasses, it's hard for me to read printed matter like books, newspapers, flyers, magazines, etc.  Everything I read now is on my Kindle E-Reader.  The library I use for all my books is Amazon Kindle Books.  With Kindle Unlimited I get many, of my books for free.  Okay, so that gives you an idea about what I use to do my reading with.  Now for a list of books about NDE's a blog reader has requested by asking,  'Many scientists now admit there are things we do not know but that there is a LOT happening after brain death.  I would love to look at your book list'....... So here are the 25 books I have read on this subject so far.  I have a feeling I may have missed a couple..........

- Awakenings From The Light by Nancy Rynes

- The Light Beyond by Raymond Moody MD

*Life After Life by Raymond Moody MD

- Light and Death by Michael Sabom

- On Death and Dying by Elizabeth Kubler-Ross

- Journey Of Souls by Michael Newton PHD

- 24 Minutes On The Other Side by Tessa Romero

- Evidence Of The Afterlife by Jeffrey Long

- The Self Does Not Die by Titas Rivas

- The Crossover Experience by DJ Kadagian-

- Near Death Experiences by Wayne Purdin

- Afterlife, The Whole Truth by Stephn Hawley Martin

* After by Bruce Greyson MD

*Proof Of Heaven: A Neurosurgeon's Journey by Eben Alexander

- Near Death Experiences: 101 Experiences by Randy Kay

- Near Death Experiences: 365 People Who Died by BCG

- Near Death Experiences As Evidence by J Steve Miller

- Near Death Experiences True Stories by Rachel Hopkins

- Showing Us The Way Home by Joanne Coyle MD

- The Joy Of Moving On by Joanne Coyle MD

- God Took My Clothes by David Suich

- Life After Life by Francesco Cherico MD

*Near Death In The ICU by Laurin BellG MD

- Being Mortal by Atul Gawande

- Life At Death by Kenneth Ring

With each book, I come away with an overall feeling that I am moving in the right direction in my quest for some sense of reason regarding this subject.  A subject, like many people, I didn't have an interest in until about a year ago.  Isn't it amazing how our interests change over the years.........     

IF THE VIDEO BELOW WORKS IT IS KELLY'S GRANDDAUGHTER ELLA IN SPAIN RIDING A WILD BULL

Al's Music Box:)) Holding Back The Years by Simply Red was a single release in 1966.  Simply Red is fronted by singer-songwriter Mick Hucknall. Hucknall's mom, Maureen Taylor, walked out on him and his barber father, Reg, when he was three. The pain caused by not having a mother inspired him to write this song.  Hucknall wrote it in his bedroom at his father's house when he was 17. The inspiration for the song came from a teacher at the Manchester School of Art, where Hucknall studied fine art. The instructor suggested that the best paintings are created when the artist is in a state of unconscious creation, and Hucknall attempted to use this approach in his songwriting. "I wanted to do music, not art, so started writing lyrics that way," he told The Guardian. "The first song I wrote was called 'Ice Cream and Wafers.' The next was 'Holding Back the Years.'" Hucknall didn't realize what the song was about until he'd finished it. "It's about that moment where you know you have to leave home and make your mark, but the outside world is scary," he explained. "So you're holding back the years."

 BOTH PHEEBS AND I LOVE OUR SUNNY MORNING JEEP RIDES

GROANER'S CORNER:((   The Silver Years::

My doctor asked if anyone in my family suffered from mental illness and I said, "No, we all seem to enjoy it."
 
Just once, I want a username and password prompt to say, Close enough."
 
I'm a multitasker. I can listen, ignore, and forget all at the same time!
 
Retirement to-do list: Wake up.
 
People who wonder if the glass is half empty or half full miss the point. The glass is refillable.
 
I don't have grey hair. I have wisdom highlights.
 
Sometimes it takes me all day to get nothing done.
 
I don't trip, I do random gravity checks.
 
One minute you're young and fun. Next, you're turning down the car stereo to see better.
 
Common sense is not a gift.
It's a punishment because you must deal with everyone who doesn't have it.
 
I came. I saw. I forgot what I was doing. Retraced my steps. Got lost on the way back.
 
If you can't think of a word, say "I forgot the English word for it." That way people will think you're bilingual instead of an idiot.
 
I'm at a place in my life where errands are starting to count as going out.
 
I don't always go the extra mile, but when I do it's because I missed my exit.
 
I may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented…..... I forgot where I was going with this.
 
Having plans sounds like a good idea until you have to put on clothes and leave the house.
 
It's weird being the same age as old people.
 
When I was a kid, I wanted to be older. This is not what I expected.
 
Life is like a helicopter. I don't know how to operate a helicopter either.
 
It's probably my age that tricks people into thinking I'm an adult.
 
Never sing in the shower! Singing leads to dancing, dancing leads to slipping, and slipping leads to paramedics seeing you naked.
 
I see people my age mountain climbing.
I feel good just getting my leg through my underwear without losing my balance.
 
We all get heavier as we get older, because there's a lot more information in our heads.

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OLD SCROOGE HERE ISN'T MUCH FOR PARADES

ANOTHER ONE OF MY FAVORITE COUNTRY PROPERTIES AND THIS ONE HAPPENS TO BE ON THE WEST SIDE OF PORTERS HILL LINE

It was a cold but beautiful sunny Saturday morning that greeted us earlier today.  As long as Pheebs and I are in the toasty warm Jeep we are okay.  Nice music, nice warm air, and great companionship:))

 IT WAS A NICE CLEAR MORNING FOR A DRIVE IN THE COUNTRYSIDE

 PHEEBS, IN THE SIDE VIEW MIRROR CHECKS OUT THE SCENERY AS WE SLOWLY ROLL BY 

 SO NICE TO BE OUT AND ABOUT WITH NO PARTICULAR PLACE TO GO

Our aim this morning was to hopefully find some corn spills along the country roads.  A year ago at this time I already had a large bucket of corn and about 3 dozen corn cobs to help the birds and squirrels through the winter.  At the moment I don't have any kernels of corn and only about a dozen broken corn cobs.  It is imperative I find more corn, especially for the squirrels so that they can continue to torment the stuffings out of me all winter long by raiding the bird feeders.

 PARTIALLY HARVESTED CORNFIELDS ARE A COMMON SIGHT IN OUR AREA NOW

 THE SMALL PATCH OF DARK BLUE ABOVE THE FARM MACHINERY ON THE ROAD IS LAKE HURON

 A JOHN DEERE COMBINE

 A FARM TRACTOR TOWING A GRAIN BIN TRANSFERS A LOAD OF CORN INTO WAITING TRUCKS

 ANOTHER CORN TRANSFER AND IT IS AT THESE SPOTS I WATCH FOR SPILLAGES ON THE ROAD

 NOTICE THE TANK TREADS ON THIS HAUL MASTER GRAIN CART

 I SAW TWO COMBINES WORKING THIS FIELD

NOT ALL FARMERS WERE COMBINING CORN BY THE LOOKS OF THIS RECENTLY PLOWED FIELD

 AND SOME FARMERS ALREADY HAVE NEXT YEARS CROP PLANTED
We did stop for a short walk along the George G Newton Nature Reserve trail on Kitchigami road.  Due to recent rains, the path was very muddy and slippery and I didn't want to risk a painful tumble with this bothersome hip of mine.  Not having anything to worry about of course, Pheebs was all over the place happily running around tracking down one delightful smell after another.    

 THE TRAILHEAD AT THE GEORGE G NEWTON NATURE RESERVE

 THE FOREST HERE WITH ITS OLD GNARLY TREES I'VE ALWAYS THOUGHT OF AS KINDA SPOOKY

 TROTTING ALONG THE TRAIL

 HEADING BACK TO THE JEEP

 'COME ON DAD YOU CAN MAKE IT, WE'RE ALMOST THERE'

It's Bayfield's big 'Christmas In Bayfield' weekend with lots of folks in town to take part in the celebrations which include a Santa Clause parade.  All the stores and shops are open and it's a festive time.  Now, old Scrooge here isn't much for parades, shopping, or festive activities anymore so I don't have any photos of all the events.  However,  I do support the goings on though, and think it's great that there are folks out there who volunteer so much of their time to make Christmas In Bayfield happen every year.  And, I think it's great that people come together from all around to take part in Bayfield's Christmas weekend.

 DID YOU SEE THE SHEEP?....I DIDN'T UNTIL I LATER EDITED THE PHOTO

 THIS FARM HAS A FEW VERY SMALL HORSES

 AND NORMAL SIZE HORSES AS WELL

 YEP, THERE'S THE SHEEP

Pheebs and I did get out for a sunny afternoon walk but I did have to bundle up against the cold wind.  Pheebs, with her fur coat, never has to worry about stuff like that.  I didn't take my camera with me because I had gone and taken way too many pictures again this morning so I certainly didn't need any more pics for tonight's post.

 THERE IS A PUSSY CAT IN THIS PHOTO AND YES I SAW IT WHEN I TOOK THE PICTURE

A few readers in have expressed an interest in the NDE (Near Death Experiences) books I have read and wondered if I could compile a list of those books.  I am in the process of doing that now and will have that list up in a few days, maybe even tomorrow.

 AIRPLANES TAKE OFF AND LAND AT THIS RURAL AIRSTRIP

 MODEL AIRPLANES THAT IS

 THIS IS ONE OF THE LOCATIONS FOR THE SKY HARBOR MODELERS

 I THINK ONE OF THE SKY HARBOR MODELER FELLAS HAS AN ARTSY SIDE TO HIM

Al's Music Box:)) Imagine by Mark Knopfler (Dire Straits) and Chet Atkins live at the London Palladium 1987.

GROANER'S CORNER:((  Sometimes I tuck my knees into my chest and lean forward.  That’s just how I roll.

A soldier survived mustard gas in battle, and then pepper spray by the police.
He’s now a seasoned veteran.

Why do we tell actors to ‘break a leg?’
Because every play has a cast.

My friend says to me: “What rhymes with orange?”  I said: “No it doesn’t!”

I’m addicted to brake fluid, but
I can stop whenever I want.

What do you call a dog that does magic tricks?
A labracadabrador.

I saw a guy spill all his Scrabble letters on the road.  I asked him, “What’s the word on the street?”

How do you get two whales in a car?
Start in England and drive west.

Two fish are sitting in a tank. One looks over at the other and says:  “Hey, do you know how to drive this thing?”

I bought the world’s worst thesaurus yesterday.
Not only is it terrible, it’s terrible.

Once, my dog ate all the Scrabble tiles.
For days he kept leaving little messages around the house.

This is my step ladder.
I never knew my real ladder.

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