IMAGINE MY DISAPPOINTMENT THURSDAY NIGHT

A PAIR OF CROWS HAVE BEEN FREQUENTING THE FRONT YARD LATELY

Imagine my disappointment Thursday night when arriving at my country road walking spot to find all the flowers and plants along the west side of the road had been cut down.  That's twice this season.  All the Queen Anne's Lace, the clover, the chicory, the tall yellow dandelion-looking flowers, the milkweed plants, and the purple vetch, etc.  All the wildflowers.  I wonder why the County or the farmer does this.  I so much looked forward to seeing all those flowers each morning and evening.  And what about all the little yellow butterflies now?  What will happen to them, I thought.  But, not to worry, there are plenty of flowers on the other side of the road and beyond.

 AT SOME POINT ON THURSDAY, THE FARMER CUT THIS FIELD OF ALFALFA  ON THE EAST SIDE OF MY WALKING ROAD, AND IT NOW BASKS IN THE WARM GLOW OF EVENING'S LIGHT

 THE EVENING SUN DESCENDS INTO A SMOKY HAZE

Had a prescription to be filled at the Walmart Pharmacy this morning, so it was off to Goderich I went.  Took a few pics, and I was home by 11 a.m.  Too hot and humid outside for me today, so I vacuumed some floors in air-conditioned comfort.

I THINK THIS MIGHT BE A 1956 FORD SUNLINER

 I SPOTTED THIS FURRY  LITTLE FELLER WAITING IN A TIM HORTON'S PARKING LOT AND LITTLE DID I KNOW IT, BUT I WOULD SEE THIS LITTLE CHAP AGAIN ABOUT HALF AN HOUR LATER

 CANADA GEESE PRIMPING AND PREENING ALONG THE SHORELINE OF LAKE HURON

 A COUPLE OF OLDER FELLERS ENJOYING A FINE SUMMER MORNING 

 ALWAYS LOTS OF DOG WALKERS ON THE BOARDWALK

 A FEW LADIES OUT ENJOYING THE WARM SUMMER DAY

 STOPPING FOR A LITTLE EXTRA EXERCISE ALONG THE WAY

 WHEN I SAW THIS ON THE BEACH, I THOUGHT OF STANLEY KUBRICK'S, '2001 A SPACE ODYSSEY'...THE OBELISK

 OUT FOR A WALK AT ROTARY COVES DOG WALKING AREA

BY GOLLY, THAT'S THE DOGGY I SAW IN THE BLUE MG SPORTS CAR AT TIM HORTONS EARLIER, AND IT LOOKS LIKE DAD'S ABOUT TO SHARE SOME SNACKS

 DOGGY FIRST READS OVER THE INGREDIENTS OF THE SNACK ON THE BOX

 OH THE ANTICIPATION

OH BOY HERE IT COMES

OH YIKES DAD, THAT TASTED LIKE A YUKKY SALAD'

 STOPPING FOR A CHAT ALONG THE WAY AT ROTARY COVE'S DOG WALKING AREA

Al's Music Box:)) Everyone's Gone To The Moon by Jonathan King.

 THAT'S QUITE AN  IMPRESSIVE ARRANGEMENT OF FEATHERS

GROANER'S CORNER:(( The little Moron was driving home after a football game, and got caught in a really bad hailstorm. His car was covered with dents, so the next day he took it to a repair shop. The shop owner saw that he was a moron, so he decided to have some fun. He told him just to go home and blow into the tailpipe really hard, and all the dents would pop out. So, the moron went home, got down on his hands and knees, and started blowing into the car's tailpipe. Nothing happened. He blew a little harder, and still nothing happened. His roommate, another moron, came home and said, "What are you doing?" The first moron told him how the repairman had instructed him to blow into the tailpipe in order to get all the dents to pop out. His roommate rolled his eyes and said, ..."HELLLLO" "You need to roll up the windows first!!"

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Stepping up to the counter at the fast-food restaurant, I asked for a baked potato with butter on the side. With the gusto of someone newly employed, the teenager taking my order asked, “Which side?”

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- What do you call a sleepwalking nun?
A roamin’ Catholic

- What do you call a cow with no legs?
Ground beef!

- What do you call a sad cup of coffee?
A depresso!

- What do you call a dinosaur with a bandage on? Dino-sore.

- What do you call an old snowman? Water

- What do you call something that’s easy to get into, but hard to get out of? Trouble

- What do you call a woman with a screwdriver in one hand, a knife in the other, a pair of scissors between the toes on her left foot, and a corkscrew between the toes on her right foot? A Swiss Army wife

- What do you call a soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray? A seasoned veteran

- What do you call the wife of a hippie?
A Mississippi!

- What do you call an American bee?
A USB!

- What do you call a fish with no eyes?
A fsh!

- What do you call a doctor who fixes websites?
A URL-ologist

- What do you call a priest who becomes a lawyer? A father-in-law!

- What do you call a woman with her briefcase stuck in a tree? A branch manager!

- What do you call a sheep with no legs?
A cloud!

- What do you call a man wearing a belt with a watch on it? A waist of time!

- What do you call your daughter’s boyfriend when he brings her home late?
An ambulance

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I ALWAYS THINK OF THEM AS OLD FRIENDS

 ON MY WAY TO MY WALKING SPOT WEDNESDAY NIGHT, I NOTICED THIS RIBBON OF COLOR BEHIND ME

I've been aware of the days getting shorter, so after posting Wednesday night's blog, I headed out to see what kind of a sunset we were going to have.  I barely made it to my walking road before old Sol slunk down behind a corn field. Feeling a sadness on my walk, I tried to focus on the beautiful countryside around me, all aglow in the evening's soft hues.  Sometimes this works for me, and sometimes it doesn't.  Following my walk, I headed off to a place I can see from my walking road.  It's to the northwest, a couple of miles, where a tall communication tower sits atop a hill, sending out its flashing light beacon 24 hours a day.  White by day and red by night.  It's the Eastlink Communication tower on Tower Line Road, and it's a place I sometimes go to take photos of the rising Moon, or just sit looking at the stars.  Wednesday night, I drove there and parked at the head of the Eastlink driveway facing south.  I can always see a few lights in Clinton to the east, about 4 miles away.  I sat there for a long time with my windows down listening to not only my beautiful soft ambient music, but to all the Crickets around me in the night air.  Many thoughts, many memories, and I felt like I just wanted to stay there all night.  It was so peaceful and calm with a host of stars and constellations overhead.  I always think of them as old friends.  But alas, it was time to go, and I ambled slowly homeward, 6 miles away to the southwest. Oh, how I am going to miss these wonderful summer nights when winter once again descends across the land in another 3 or 4 months.  Home again, I was thankful for a cooler night, so I left doors and windows open to let in the fresh night air.  The subtle mid-August shift from summer into autumn is finally beginning to stir.

OLD SOL TOUCHED DOWN IN A CORNFIELD LAST NIGHT

 I THINK HE SET THE CORNFIELD ABLAZE

My day again started much the same as many others, so under cool, sunny skies I headed out to my walking road and away I went.  And there were the butterflies again this morning.  Dozens and dozens of them, and the most butterflies I have ever seen all at the same time.  Walking north up the road,I soon noticed something about the butterflies.  They would gather in groups alongside the road on my left, right beside the grassy ditch.  As I approached them, they would all swirl up into the air and flutter around me, only to fly further along up the road, land, and then well up again as I approached.  Oh, how I revelled in the sight of all those tiny yellow Butterflies flying around me.  And here is where I noticed something unusual.  I periodically look behind me, up or down the road to see if a vehicle might be approaching, but there hardly ever is.  Glancing behind me, I noticed that there were no butterflies to be seen.  The Butterflies were all ahead of me.  Reaching my turnaround point, I started walking south back towards the car about a quarter of a mile away.  There were Butterflies again, but not in the swirling clusters of moments before.  I always talk to the butterflies, so maybe that is why they were all there to greet me this morning.  Not feeling like a country drive today, I soon headed home.  There were some things I wanted to do outside, but I had to work on myself to drum up some energy and enthusiasm. 

ON WEDNESDAY NIGHT'S WALK, I CAME ACROSS THIS LITTLE BUTTERFLY LYING DEAD ON THE ROAD, SO I GENTLY PICKED IT UP, STEPPED OVER TO THE DITCH, AND TENDERLY PLACED IT ON THIS QUEEN ANNE'S LACE FLOWER...THE EVENING'S LIGHT BREEZE FLUFFED ITS WINGS, AND I FELT VERY SAD

It took a while, but finally, I was outside again working away on my grass seed planting project.  But it didn't last long.  The heat and humidity turned me into a sticky ball of paste again, and I had to retreat inside for a shower.  Spent the rest of the day reading, relaxing, and staying cool.  I think I have slipped into my often 6-week slump again.  Long-time readers will know of my slumps.

 I'VE LAID OUT SOME TOPSOIL HERE TO DRY A BIT BEFORE I GETLY RAKE IN THE GRASS SEED

Al's Music Box:)) A Whiter Shade Of Pale by Procol Harum.

GROANER'S CORNER:(( On the first day, God created the cow. God said, "You must go to the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves, and give milk to support the farmer. I will give you a life span of sixty years." The cow said, "That's a kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years. Let me have twenty years and I'll give back the other forty." And God agreed. On the second day, God created the dog. God said, "Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. I will give you a life span of twenty years." The dog said, "That's too long to be barking. Give me ten years and I'll give back the other ten." So God agreed. On the third day God created the monkey. God said, "Entertain people, do monkey tricks, make them laugh. I'll give you a twenty year life span." Monkey said, "How boring, monkey tricks for twenty years? I don't think so. Dog gave you back ten, so that's what I'll do too, okay?" And God agreed again. On the fourth day God created man. God said, "Eat, sleep, play, and, enjoy. Do nothing, just enjoy, enjoy. I'll give you twenty years." Man said, "What? Only twenty years? No way, man. Tell you what, I'll take my twenty, and the forty years cow gave back, and the ten dog gave back, and the ten monkey gave back. That makes eighty, okay?" "Okay," said God. "You've got a deal." So, that is why for the first twenty years we eat, sleep, play, enjoy, and do nothing. For the next forty years we slave in the sun to support our family. For the next ten years we do monkey tricks to entertain our grandchildren, and for the last ten years we sit in front of the house and bark at everybody.

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- Patient: It must be tough spending all day with your hands inside someone's mouth?
Dentist: I prefer to think of it as having my hands inside their wallet.

- Golf balls are like eggs...They are both white, sold by the dozen, and a week later you have to go out and buy more.

- Susie: My husband is a great handyman. He can repair almost anything.
Jane: My mother always taught me to beware of the man who can fix everything. You'll never get anything new.

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