I'LL LOOK AT THE 'SAVE' BUTTON AND THEN PRESS THE 'DELETE' BUTTON!!

 IN OUR PARK THIS MORNING

Sunshine spilled through our tall pine trees this morning, and that soon had me outside taking a few photos.  I planned on heading into the countryside, but changed my mind at the last minute and just slowly cruised around our Park taking a few pics here and there.  Sunshine and snow always have a nice habit of complementing each other.  

 A FEW COLORFUL CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS CAUGHT MY EYE

THAT'S QUITE A SMATTERING OF BIRDFEEDERS

IT WAS THE RED RIBBON AND BLUE SHUTTERS THAT CAUGHT MY EYE HERE

 HOW NICE TO SEE BLUE SKIES THROUGH THE SNOWY PINE TREES

By 11 a.m., clouds rolled in again, blocking out the sun, and it began snowing. Needless to say, I ended up spending more time on the end of my snow shovel today.  So discouraging, but the exercise is good, and at this time of year, I especially need all the exercise I can get.  And, by golly, by tomorrow night, I may have just gone and done something about that. 

I CAN SEE SNOWFLAKES IN THIS PHOTO

 IT IS INDEED GOOD TO HAVE A STEEPLY PITCHED ROOF IN THESE SNOWY CONDITIONS

I think what bothers me most about memory loss these days is the fact that I can't remember what memories I have lost.  That was brought home to me a few days ago when I was about an hour and a half into a 'new' book.  I came across a few things that rang a distant bell.  Continuing on,  I soon realized that I had read this book before.  At that point, I also found that I not only had no recall of how the book began, but I had no recall of how it finished.  If this had been a first-time happening, okay, but it was not.  Sometimes when Lorraine and I are talking about things, she will say, 'do you remember the time back in the mid-eighties when we did this or said that?'.  And, many times now, I have no recollection of what she is talking about because those memories are totally gone.  Of course, I am not the only one with this problem because there are millions of other people experiencing the same thing.  And many, a whole lot worse.  But, it sure rattles the confidence in one's being and thought process though.  But, of course, this problem is a double-edged sword.  Although discouraging in not remembering all the good times, how merciful it is that we don't remember all the bad times either.  You know the ones....those countless embarrassing moments, those ever-present and undoable wrong decisions, those painful mental and physical injuries, those character flaws that you have never been able to change, and that gnawing guilt that never misses an opportunity to tap you on the shoulder with a sneering grin, saying,' Hey, remember me.'  Why is it that bad stuff sticks like glue in our minds, and the good stuff just seems to merrily skip off into oblivion or seems to be away on some kind of unreachable, faraway vacation somewhere?   Why is that anyway!?!?!

 A TOUCH OF SUNSHINE ON THAT SHED DOOR

 A LINE OF SNOW BLOWN EVERGREEN TRES

 SNOW RESTS HEAVY ON THESE PINE BOUGHS

A TOUCH OF COLOR ON THIS SNOWY DECK

COLORS ALWAYS CATCH MY EYE

 TIS A COZY PARK WE LIVE IN HERE

HERE AT THE BAYFIELD PINES i LIVE THERE AT THE END OF THE STREET ON THE LEFT HAND SIDE

A couple of weeks ago, with a simple tap of an innatentive finger triggered by an even more innatentive brain, I irreversibly wiped out my blog's music file that I had been building for the past five years or so.  I had hundreds of blog songs compiled in alphabetical order.  'Poof,' and it was gone.  I am no stranger to doing things like this, and it's anybody's guess as to how many photos over the years I have irretrievably lost and never even knew were gone.  I have a bad habit of looking at something right and then doing it wrong.  An incident on a farm years ago near St. Marys Ontario comes to mind.  I'm on a riding lawn mower, and going up a barn bank.  I get a tad too close to the sloped barn bank edge, and the mower begins to tip.  I quickly move my body to the right to counterbalance the machine.  Everything quickly comes to a stop and teeters.  All I have to do is put the mower in reverse and slowly back up.  Staring at the gear selector to make sure I had it in reverse, I eased out the clutch and launched the mower straight ahead, sending both the mower and me tumbling down the short embankment.  Fortunately, neither one of us sustained any grievous injuries, and I was able to finish cutting the lawn for the people who lived there.  I have a habit of doing this on the computer as well.  I'll look at the 'Save' button and then press the 'Delete' button!!  It's a good thing I never set out to be an electrician or a special ops bomb disposal person.  No doubt I would have had a rather abrupt career!! Oh, and I have since started a new blog song list.  Wish me luck, because Lord knows...I need all the luck I can get these days.

GENERAL COACH WAS HERE THIS MORNING, PUTTING THE FINAL TOUCHES ON THE RECENTLY DELIVERED MOBILE HOME

 THIS IS THE FINISHED ROOF PEAK AFTER THE HALVES WERE JOINED TOGETHER, AND BELOW ARE THE TWO HOUSE SECTIONS BEFORE THEY WERE JOINED 

I THINK THERE ARE A COUPLE OF PRE-OWNED HOMES IN THE PARK FOR SALE AND THIS IS ONE OF THEM

 ANOTHER NEW UNIT JUST UP THE STREET FROM THE OTHER NEW ONE

 BY GOLLY, THERE'S FRANK BLOWING OUT MONICAS DRIVEWAY THIS MORNING AND I WONDER IF FRANK'S WIFE JANEY KNOWS HE'S OUTSIDE WITHOUT HIS HAT ON

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

THE SNOWY ROAD TO BAYFIELD

GROANER'S CORNER:(( The little Moron goes into the pro shop and looks around frowning. Finally the pro asks him what he wants. "I can't find any green golf balls," the little Moron complains. The pro looks all over the shop, and through all the catalogs, and finally calls the manufacturers and determines that sure enough, there are no green golf balls. As the little Moron walks out the door in disgust, the pro asks him, "Before you go, could you tell me why you want green golf balls?" "Well obviously, because they would be so much easier to find in the sand traps!"

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On a rural road a state trooper pulled this farmer over and said: "Sir, do you realize your wife fell out of the car several miles back?" To which the farmer replied: "Thank God, I thought I had gone deaf!"

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Teacher: I hope I didn't just see you looking at Harry's paper, Raymond!
Raymond: I hope so too, teacher!

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A man says to his friend: "My wife's credit card got stolen last week." "That's a shame," says the friend: "have you told the police?" "No way," says the man: "the thief is spending way less than she did!"

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A man went to his lawyer and told him, "My neighbor owes me $500, and he doesn't want to pay up. What should I do?" "Do you have any proof?" asked the lawyer. "Nope," replied the man. "Okay, then write him a letter asking him for the $1000 he owes you," said the lawyer. "But it's only $500," replied the man. "Precisely. That's what he will reply, and we will have the proof we need to nail him."

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I MIGHT NOT HAVE ENOUGH CLOTHES LEFT TO EVEN RUN MYSELF TEASINGLY THROUGH A NUDIST COLONY

 A VERY RARE SIGHTING OF A PILEATED WOODPECKER OUTSIDE THE LIVING ROOM WINDOW THIS AFTERNOON

This morning, while trying to think of something to write about other than weather-related stuff, I stumbled across one of my posts from July 2018 in which I wrote the following paragraph.  Pheebs and I were home before ten from our morning drive and I headed into the house.  Well what to do, what to do,on a dull rainy Sunday.   Well it’s amazing sometimes what boredom can do to a fella, so I grabbed a pencil and a piece of paper, opened my closets and drawers, and commenced counting my clothes.  Do you know I have 21 winter shirts, 23 summer shirts, 14 pairs of pants, including winter, summer, and track.  Five summer jackets, 4 winter coats, and 10 pairs of assorted footwear for all seasons.  Four vests, 4 sets of PJ’s, 14 short and long sleeve T-shirts, and 1 bathrobe.  Six cowboy hats and 6 baseball hats.   Five pairs of gloves with 3 of them being for winter and the other two for motorcycling.  Oh ya, I don’t have a motorcycle anymore but by golly, I still got the leather gloves for sure.  Two yellow raincoats.  I probably have about 15 pairs of socks and underwear, numbering somewhere in the thousands.  Underwear seems to last forever eh.  I think I had better seriously plan on a big load going to the Goodwill Store soon.  Maybe an even bigger load going to the dump!! 

 THIS IS THE LARGEST WOODPECKER IN THE WOODPECKER CLAN

So there you have it, and I can safely say that now, seven years later, I have drastically reduced that inventory by about two-thirds.  But, you know what, I still have way too much stuff, but once again spurred on by sheer boredom, I grabbed some big plastic bags today and tore into my closets again.  At this rate of purging, I might not have enough clothes left to even run myself teasingly through a nudist colony.

 I WAS SURPRISED TO SEE TWO LARGE CROWS ON THE BIRD STATION TODAY

 LOOKS LIKE THIS ONE SNAGGED A KERNAL OF CORN

 THE CROWS LOOKED VERY WELL FED AND I WAS GLAD TO SEE THAT

Al's Music Box:: Stranger In Paradise by Johnny Mathis.

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Tom is applying for a job as a signalman for the local railroad and is told to meet the inspector at the signal box. The inspector decides to give Tom a pop quiz, asking: "What would you do if you realized that two trains were heading towards each other on the same track?" Tom says, "I would switch one train to another track." "What if the lever broke?" asks the inspector. "Then I'd run down to the tracks and use the manual lever down there", answers Tom. "What if that had been struck by lightning and not working?" challenges the inspector. "Then," Tom continued, "I'd run back up here and use the phone to call the next signal box.""What if the phone line was busy?" "In that case," Tom argued, "I'd run to the street level and use the public phone near the station". "What if that had been vandalized and was broken?" "Oh well," said Tom, "in that case I would run into town and get my Uncle Leo". This puzzled the inspector, so he asked, "Why would you do that?""Because he's never seen a train crash before."

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A hillbilly was making his first visit to a hospital where his teenage son was about to have an operation. Watching the doctor's every move, he asked, "What's that?" The doctor explained, "This is an anesthetic. After he gets this, he won't know a thing." "Save your time, Doc," exclaimed the man. "He don't know nothing now."

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A guy is walking down the street with his friend. He says to his friend, "I'm just a walking economy." His friend replies, "What do you mean?" "It's like this: My hairline is in recession, my stomach is a victim of inflation, and the combination of these factors is putting me into a deep depression.

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Pappy sees Elmer walking with a lantern and asks, "Where ya going boy?" The son smiled and replied, "I'm a-going courting Peggy-Sue." The Father said, "When I went a-courtin', I didn't need me no dang lantern." "Sure Pa, I know." the boy said. "And look what you got !"

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