PAINTING APPLICATORS?? PHOOEY– STARTING ANY PROJECT AFTER A POOR NIGHT’S SLEEP?? DOUBLE PHOOEY!!

A BUZZY BEE GATHERS NECTER FROM OUR AZALEA PLANT

Despite an absolutely gorgeous day I decided to stay in this morning & have another crack at my little painting project.  I well knew what had gone wrong a few days ago so this time I was better prepared & in better shape.

ALTHOUGH BLURRY I INCLUDED THIS ONE TO SHOW MOVEMENT IN THE BEE’S WINGS

It seems to be my normal fair nowadays to wake up on the grouchy irritable side.  In other words I always seem to get out of the wrong side of my recliner.  Don’t know why that is but it is.  After an unusual poor night’s sleep I woke up Wednesday morning loaded for bear.  I was even worse than my normal cranky self.  One would think experience would tell one never to attempt any projects when one is in that bear like mood.  But no, experience for me at times is a very elusive, fleeting & forgetful thing.  My project was to paint a double bedroom ceiling.  Never my favorite thing to paint, a ceiling that is.  Kelly had brought home some kind of Mossmagator applicator pad for painting ceilings so I was in trouble right off the bat.  I was already irked I had to paint the already white ceiling……white!! 

THESE WALLS WILL BE WALLPAPERED

THIS LARGER ROOM WAS ORIGINALLY 2 BEDROOMS UNTIL I GOT UP ONE MORNING YEARS AGO & DECIDED TO TAKE THE WALL OUT

<<< PLAN IS TO CARPET THE FLOOR & PAINT THOSE WALLS ON THE LEFT A LIGHTER COLOR

For me the painting pad was a disaster & I soon had paint on me, the floor, my pants, the ladder, the kitchen sink & counter as well as the kitchen window plus spatters all over the dishes sitting in the drying rack.  Did I mention I wasn’t even painting in the kitchen.  It was a bedroom ceiling I was working on & I never even got a quarter of it done before I had a melt down.  Happy to say this mornings painting went off without a hitch when I went back to using my trusty old brush & roller system.  Painting applicators?? Phooey!!  Starting a project after a poor night’s sleep??  Double Phooey!!!!

A FEW MORE COUNTRY HOMES & FARM HOUSES FROM THURSDAY MORNINGS DRIVE

I HAVE A LOT OF NEW FARM HOUSE PHOTOS & HOPE TO HAVE THEM UPLOADED TO MY ‘FARM HOUSES’ ALBUM SOMETIME OVER THE NEXT COUPLE RAINY DAYS

FOUND THIS LITTLE LUTHERON CHURCH IN THE SMALL COMMUNITY OF WARTBURG.  YES THAT IS IT’S REAL NAME….THIS CHURCH & THE LUTHERON COUNTRY CHURCH BELOW AS WELL AS THE CATHOLIC CHURCH IN MY THURSDAY POST ARE ALL ON THE SAME ROAD WITHIN ABOUT 10 MILES OF EACH OTHER.  IT’S A BIG FARMING COMMUNITY IN THIS AREA

Kelly headed off to Goderich to look at carpet samples & shelving units while I plugged away at getting the enlarged bedroom/storage area ready for new paint & wallpaper.  Now the painting I can do but our good friend & neighbor Richard will do the wallpapering & finished trim around the room.  Richard is one of those fellows who is a Jack of all Trades & Master of the whole darn works of them as well.  A true craftsman this guy.

SPOTTED THIS WHAT I THINK MIGHT BE A DESOTO IN WARTBURG ONTARIO

NEW HOUSE EAST OF WARTBURG GOING UP HERE WILL BE BUILT FROM OLD BARN TIMBERS

I’LL HAVE TO DRIVE BY HERE AGAIN IN THE FALL TO SEE WHAT KIND OF HOUSE THESE FOLKS PUT UP OVER THE SUMMER

AND I BET THIS REFURBISHED OLD WINDMILL SECTION WILL BE A PART OF THE NEW HOUSE/BARN PROPERTY AS WELL

A NEWLY PLANTED FIELD WILL SOON BE BURSTING FORTH WITH ANOTHER SUMMERS CROP

PHEEBS & I JUST LOVE OUR SCENIC COUNTRY ROAD DRIVES

THIS IS A CROPPED VERSION OF AN ACCIDENTAL PHOTO THAT OCCURED THROUGH THE JEEP’S WINDSHIELD WHEN I WAS MANUEVERING MY CAMERA INTO POSTION TO TAKE A PHOTO OF PHEEBS THURSDAY

HERE’S A WINDMILL FOR YA MIKE:))

After what seemed like forever many of our flowering shrubs are finally beginning to flower.  How nice to see buds bursting into bloom, leaves slowly unfolding their way out on the trees & grass growing with many folks already out with their mowers cutting it.  Next month at this time our yard & surrounding region will be at it’s nicest before the heat of summer rolls in & begins drying things up.  Noticed a few bugs in the air today & for awhile a couple Gnats drove me Bats.

Weather permitting, Pheebs & I will once again be out & about in the morning dusting along a few back country roads with coffee & muffin in hand looking for a few more interesting things to photograph.  Again, thanks to all my readers for giving me a purpose each day:))

GROANER’S CORNER:(( Two friars are having trouble paying off the belfry, so they open a florist shop.  Everyone wants to buy flowers from the men of God so business is quickly booming.
The florist across town sees a huge drop in sales and asks the two friars to close their shop,
but they refuse.  A month later the florist begs the friars to close because he’s having trouble feeding his family.  Again, they refuse, so the florist hires Hugh McTaggert.   Hugh is the roughest, toughest thug in town and is hired to “persuade” the friars to close.   Hugh asks the friars to close their florist shop.   When they refuse, he threatens to beat the beans out of them and wreck their shop every day they remain open, so they close.  This proves once again that Hugh and only Hugh can prevent florist friars.

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Why do melons have fancy weddings? Because they cantaloupe.

IN SEARCH OF A CHURCH

With temperatures still a touch on the cool side here by the big cold lake I figured Pheebs & I would head inland a bit in search of warmer air.  Awhile back one of our readers suggested I take some photos of old churches in the area so with that thought in mind plus a carrot muffin & Tim Hortons coffee in hand we headed out of Clinton making our way slowly north a bit then east. 

FARMERS WERE AGAIN VERY BUSY ON THE LAND TODAY

THIS IS A LOCALLY BUILT LIQUID MANURE SPREADER

COUNTRY ROADS WERE BUSY WITH FARM VEHICLES

Our travels took us past the Hullett Marsh & due to a cold wind blowing from the north we opted for a short walk instead of a long one.

A BRISK COOL NORTH WIND SWEEPS ACROSS ONE OF THE WATER-WAYS AT THE HULLETT MARSH THIS MORNING

From there we continued east in the direction of Stratford Ontario.  I knew there was a large impressive looking church in a little burg of a place northwest of Stratford but I couldn't recall it's name.  Also my problem was that I had not been through this area for nearly 20 years & I had a little problem remembering exactly where the church was located.  I remembered the large Catholic Church had a very tall spire on top & I remembered it being visible for miles around.  Driving slowly photographing more farm houses along the way my eyes were continue sly scanning the horizon ahead for that tall spire pointing into the sky.  I knew I was in the general area but where was it & why couldn't I see it?? 

HEY DID PHEEBS & I TAKE A WRONG TURN, ISN’T THAT A MOUNTAIN TOP IN THE BACKGROUND……COULD IT BE WE ARE HAVING OURSELVES A FLASHBACK TO ARIZONA

AND LOOK THAT’S GOTTA BE A VOLCANO CRATER CONE

NAWWWW, THE COUNTRY ROAD WE WERE ON PASSED THROUGH A LARGE GRAVEL PIT

Don't know how many 'drive-by' farm house photos I took along the way today but when we returned home later from our 3 hour drive & I downloaded the pictures from my 2 cameras I had taken 232 pictures.  I sure had a lot of enjoyable photo editing to do. 

JUST A FEW OF THE MANY FARM HOUSES WE PHOTOED TODAY

Despite being along a country road I had probably driven on a dozen times decades ago I didn't recognize the cluster of houses I was approaching.  As I rolled up to an intersection I was pleasantly surprised to see the exact Church I had been searching for sitting there across the intersection.  I saw instantly why I had not been able to find the towering church spire.  I was in Kinkora Ontario & the church steeple was missing from atop the church!!  Pulled the Jeep over & hopped out to take a few photos.  The church looked as I remembered last seeing it many years ago..........except for the towering church steeple that is. 

ST PATRICKS CHURCH MINUS IT’S TALL STEEPLE

 

Walking back to the Jeep I met a fellow by the name of Steve so I asked him about the church steeple & what had happened to it.  The church was built in 1882 & he explained how over the years the church had naturally deteriorated & especially it's wooden parts such as the tall spire.  It had to be removed years ago & he said they do plan to build a new one.  Steve went on to explain how the church interior also had to undergo extensive renovations & so much so that the whole main floor had to be entirely removed & replaced.  He said they even had front end loaders right inside the church to aid with the new technically advanced heated floor structure.  Dampness & mold had been hard on the original floor & I suspect rot had set in.  The new heating system will now prevent that from happening again.  Quite an undertaking I'm sure.   

Kinkora marked the turn around point of our journey this morning as Pheebs & I headed one more concession east then swung Libby's nose west with one more destination in mind before heading home.  It was 11:30 & we travelers were getting hungry.  The town of Seaforth was on the way & I knew on Seaforth's western outskirts Pheebs & I could score ourselves a yummy hamburger with all the fixins so with that thought in mind we headed ourselves for 'Uncle Jack's Fish & Chips’.  We usually try to stop in for a burg here at least once a year.  With a sizeable splotch of relish on my blue jeans & a big hungry smile on Pheebs face we didn't waste any time in munching our burger down.  Half an hour later we were back in Bayfield:)) 

‘UNCLE JACK’S FISH & CHIPS’

I LIKE WHEN MY DAD TAKES ME OUT FOR LUNCH 

AND I DO LIKE MY BURGS WITH ALL THE FIXINS TOO

Despite our big bright gorgeously sunny day the air was still cool so rather than busy myself with a few outside things I hunkered down inside editing my photos for the day.  It was nice to travel a different area for a change & see some new things.  Need to do more of that.................

  

MORNING IN THE MARSH

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Gary was having a yard sale.  A minister bought a lawn mower but returned it a few days later, complaining that it wouldn’t run.  “It’ll run,” said Gary. “But you have to curse at it to get it started.”  The minister was shocked. “I have not uttered a curse word in 30 years.”  “Don't worry, just keep pulling on the starter rope—the words will come back to you.”

Q: What do you call an Amish guy with his hand in a horse’s mouth?
A: A mechanic.