OKAY, SO THAT'S MY LITTLE MID-WINTER CABIN FEVER RANT

 SEEN IN OUR PARK THIS MORNING

Not as nasty a morning with 10F being better than Friday mornings' 6F, and its -23F wind chill factor.  Not much of a wind this morning, and that made it possible to take myself for a wee walk at Bayfield's beach.  Not a pleasure walk, but an investigative walk.  The two construction machines were not working, so I was able to take a walk through the area where those machines had been digging and moving large boulders along the shoreline.  I think I may have figured out what might be going on there.  A large trench has been dug along the shoreline for maybe a couple of hundred yards long and a couple of hundred feet wide.  Maybe eight or ten feet deep.  I now do not think the line of boulders piled up in a long line about twelve feet high, further from shore, is a breakwater.  I think they have been temporarily placed there and will in turn, be moved over to the trench along the shoreline.  They will form a base and a breakwater wall where the land meets the beach.  That makes a whole lot more sense than trying to imagine a twelve-foot-high breakwater several hundred yards offshore.  Whether the trench breakwater will extend all the way across Bayfield's beach as far as the south pier, I don't know.  But, one thing is certain....whatever they do, I'll be a lettin y'all know:)) 

 THE MACHINES WEREN'T WORKING AT THE BAYFIELD BEACH THIS MORNING

 DECIDED TO TAKE A WALK OVER THERE AROUND THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FENCE

 A LARGE AREA HAS BEEN DUG OUT ALONG THE SHORELINE

 WALKING BETWEEN THE ROWS OF LARGE BOULDERS

 IT MAY BE THESE COTTAGE OWNERS WHO ARE FUNDING THIS PROJECT

 I THINK THOSE LARGE BOULDERS ON THE RIGHT WILL BE MOVED TO THE DUG OUT AREA ON THE LEFT

 IT'S A BARREN LOOKING WINTERSCAPE ALONG THE SHORELINE

Luckily, no snow overnight, and although cold, it is not as cold as what the weather forecasters said it was going to be for our area.  I'm very skeptical of them saying Ontario will be colder than Russia's Siberia, or the coldest place on the Planet, and I'm thinking I shouldn't have even posted that in my blog a few days ago.  Unfortunately, we now live in a world of wildly exaggerated speculations, bizarre and unrealistic theories, delusional behavior, and a never ending and growing deluge of falsehoods and out-and-out lies.  Those things have always been present to some degree, but not to the epidemic extent they are now.  It is all but impossible anymore to separate fact from fiction, right from wrong, decency from disgust, and blatant BS from the truth.  I think mankind is in desperate need of a definite intervention of some kind.  The human race, in my opinion, is in dire need of a massive reset......and right now!!!!  Okay, so that's my little mid-winter cabin fever rant, and not to worry.....I'll not make a habit of it.   

Al's Music Box:: My Woman My Woman My Wife by Marty Robbins.

 ALSO IN OUR PARK THIS MORNING

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Shakey went to a psychiatrist. "Doc," he said, "I've got trouble. Every time I get into bed, I think there's somebody under it. I get under the bed, I think there's somebody on top of it. Top, under, top, under. "you gotta help me, I'm going crazy!" "Just put yourself in my hands for two years," said the shrink. "Come to me three times a week, and I'll cure your fears." "How much do you charge?" "A hundred dollars per visit." "I'll sleep on it," said Shakey. Six months later the doctor met Shakey on the street. "Why didn't you ever come to see me again?" asked the psychiatrist. "For a hundred buck's a visit? A bartender cured me for ten dollars." "Is that so! How?" "He told me to cut the legs off the bed!"

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A woman decided to have her portrait painted. She told the artist, "Paint me with diamond rings, a diamond necklace, emerald bracelets, a ruby broach, and gold Rolex." "But you are not wearing any of those things," he replied. "I know," she said. "It's in case I should die before my husband. I'm sure he will remarry right away, and I want his new wife to go crazy looking for the jewelry."

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A priest was sent to a very small church in the backwoods of Alaska. After a couple of years the Bishop decided to pay the priest a visit to see how he was doing. The priest said that it was a really lonely job and that he didn't think that he could have made it without his Rosary and two martinis each day. With that the priest said to the Bishop, "Would you like to have a martini with me?" The Bishop said, "Yes, that would be nice." The priest turned around and hollered toward the kitchen, "Rosary, would you fix us two martinis please?"

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THE KEYWORD IN THE LAST SENTENCE WAS, 'WEALTHY'!!

 OUR ABOUT-TO-BE-RENOVATED PARK CLUBHOUSE ON A COLD AND SNOWY JANUARY MORNING

It's cold and getting colder.  With only about ten pounds of birdseed left and uncertain weather ahead, I figured I had better get myself into Bayfield while the getting was good and pick me up three more twenty-pound bags of mixed wild birdseed that also include peanuts.  I still have a good supply of corn kernels and cobs left from my roadside scrounging a few months ago, so I think my front yard critters will fare well in the coming days and months. At noon today, we were at 6F with a wind chill factor of -23F.  Not nice, and it's about to get even much more un-nicer!!

THERE WAS NO POINT INTAKING A DRIVE EAST ON BAYFIELD RIVER ROAD THIS MORNING

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 GOOD THING WE WENT TO GODERICH YESTERDAY AND NOT TODAY

BLOWING SNOW ACROSS PORTER'S HILL LINE

 BOTH MACHINES WERE WORKING ON THE BREAKWATER PROJECT AT BAYFIELD'S BEACH THIS MORNING

 EXCEPT ONE MACHINE HAD TO STOP AND BE REFUELED BY ITS OPERATOR

 DIESEL FUEL FOR THAT MACHINE CAME FROM A TANK IN THE BACK OF THAT PICKUP TRUCK

I asked Steve at the Porters Hill Wild Bird Seed Company this morning if he had heard anything about the work going on at Bayfield's Beach, and he said 'no,' but a friend of his had a theory.  Figures it might be a wealthy cottage owner having this breakwater built to prevent further shoreline erosion and prevent the risk of having his cottage tumble into the lake.  If that is so, the keyword in the last sentence was 'wealthy'!!

HEADING INTO THE PORTERS HILL WILD BIRD SEED COMPANY THIS MORNING

HEADING HOME

 OUR PARK ENTRANCE IS JUST UP AHEAD SOMEWHERE ON THE RIGHT

Al's Music Box:: Last Date by Floyd Cramer.

 WOODSY WHOOPED UP A BIG BATCH OF DELICIOUS CHICKEN SOUP TODAY

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A fisherman goes to the river to check an illegal fish trap that he owns. He looks around to make sure there are no Fishing Inspectors about and proceeds to pull the fish trap out to check it. An Inspector steps out of the bushes, “Ahha!” he said, and the fisherman spun around and yelled “Damn”. The Inspector, who wasn't expecting such a response, said “Settle down, I'm the Fishing Inspector”. “Thank God for that,” said the fisherman, “I thought you were the guy who owned this fish trap”.

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The Little Moron went to the store to ask how to operate the new coffeemaker he received as a wedding gift. The salesman carefully explained how everything worked; how to plug it in, set the timer, go to bed, and upon rising, the coffee is ready. A few weeks later, the Little Moron was back in the store and the salesman asked him how he liked the coffee maker. "Wonderful!" he replied, "But... it's just awfully inconvenient to have to go to bed every time I want to make a pot of coffee."

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Three older ladies were discussing the travails of getting older. One said, "Sometimes I catch myself with a jar of mayonnaise in my hand, in front of the refrigerator, and I can't remember whether I was taking it out or putting it away."  The second lady said, "Yes, sometimes I find myself on the landing of the stairs, and I can't remember whether I was on my up, or on my way down." The third lady chimed in, "Well, I'm glad I don't have those problems. Knock on wood." With that, she rapped her knuckles on the table, then said, "That must be the door. I'll get it."

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