A RELAXING WARM SUMMER AFTERNOON FOR 2 OF THE BAYFIELD BUMS:))
The goal of tonight's blog is to make it shorter. Old Mr. Blabberfingers here has been getting very long winded again lately. I will have to try prioritizing & organizing my thoughts better rather than just dumping a whole head full of jumble into the blog every night.
Our weather changed sometime in the wee morning hours as a cool front rolled in blowing all the humidity out of town. How nice to wake up with cooler temps. Because of that my energy levels were up & I took a notion to clean my room. Yep, that's right boys, I am one of those lucky fellers who gets to have his very own room. Just because a guy gets married doesn't mean he has to lose all his neat-o stuff. And, a boy needs his room. I used to have model airplanes hanging from the ceiling, football player posters on the walls & just groovy guy's stuff all over the place. Remember Sam Etcheverry & Normie Kwong? Yep, those were two of the Football guys I had up on the wall. And then there was my stack of wrestling cards on my dresser. Whipper Billy Watson, Gorgeous George, Argentina Rocca & YUKON ERIC who's autograph I actually got at an A&W in Stratford Ontario one time. But, I'm off the track already............... My room today is still a bit like my boyhood years although the airplanes are gone & the football players have long ago run their final yardages. In the past 10 years or so they were all replaced with large Astronomy posters of Planets, Galaxies, Star Clusters, & Nebulae. Had some old Humphrey Bogart movie posters up as well. I like my room because it's my place, my space. The clunky old television that once dominated the windshield in the Motor Home now sits ahead of my bed. I have cable TV, Stereo, DVD, CD & even a dual cassette tape with a Teac equalizer. Mind you, with the exception of the TV, I haven't used any of that old technology for years, but hey, it's mine & it's in MY room. How many of you remember the Beach Boy's song, 'In My Room.' Well, there ya go eh:))
I happen to like trees. I have always liked trees & it has always been difficult for me to cut one down. But, orders came down from headquarters a couple days ago saying the two Mulberry trees in our back yard had to come down....or else!! Mulberry trees have a Raspberry looking purple fruit & at this time of year those little purple Mulberries drop from the trees all over the ground. They squish & cling to the bottom of shoes & are easily tracked into the house whereupon they stain floors & carpets. I thought the purple sploosh marks on our living room carpet were looking kinda cool but my opinion was not shared by the Boss, so the trees had to go. Luckily they are not very big & I was able to use a Swede saw to cut them down instead of my fume belching & maddenly noisy chain saw. I will go to great lengths to avoid any kind of noise!!! We have a neighbor who seems to have an excessive obsession with his leaf blower so I go to great lengths to avoid my neighbor!!
MULBERRIES, MULBERRIES EVERYWHERE!!!
Now, keeping true to form I will stick to my opening paragraph objective & carefully back myself away from the keyboard. I did get sidetracked a couple times but was able to get er back on the rails before I blathered myself into the ditch again. So, I leave all you fine people to get on with reading some other blogs, which I may add are written by some of my very fine Blogger friends out there....Toodles:))
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