A SUNSET GLOW ON GRAND BEND’S MARINA…THERE IS A CAMERA IN THE TOP WINDOW OF THAT LIGHTHOUSE & WE CLICK ON THIS GRAND BEND WEATHER CAM WHEN DOWN SOUTH IN THE WINTER TO CHECK ON WHAT THE WEATHER IS DOING BACK HOME. IF YOU CLICK IT & GET A BLACK IMAGE IT JUST MEANS IT’S NIGHT TIME:)) NIKON D-40 AT 250mm
There is a song entitled, 'What A Difference A Day Makes' & I was reminded of that when I got up this morning feeling much better after a reasonably good night's sleep. Lack of sleep always puts me in such a funk the following day both mentally & physically. When I think of the bad old days & partying till 2,3, or 4 in the morning & then going to work at 7 it just makes me shake my head at the naivety of all those wasted years. But, I guess we thought it fun at the time eh.
<<< LIFEGUARD TOWER & LIGHTHOUSE PIER TO THE LEFT
Posted Wednesday night's Blog early, grabbed my cameras & headed out the door to see if I could catch me a sunset over the lake. After letharging around all day it was nice to get out for some fresh air. And boy was that air cold. Coupled with gusting high winds coming in across Lake Huron it reminded me of a winter’s day. Drove down to Grand Bend about 18 miles south of us & parked on the beach. Saw a couple guys with wet suits on, windsurfing. Egads, they must be freezing. It was so cold I had to put my hands in my pockets between taking photos. Even a short walk out on the pier had me chilled to the bone.
A WINDSURFER FILLS HIS CHUTE WITH AIR
LOOSING CONTROL & KER-SPLASH INTO THE ICY COLD WATER
I did take one picture of my little upholstery job while doing it Thursday morning but didn't take any of the finished seats. So, upon request, here are the finished chairs. Nothing extra special mind you, but for me any little job like this is always a major accomplishment.....especially if it turns out sorta kinda good that is.
THE CUSHION COLOR IS MORE BURGUNDY AS IN THE LAST PHOTO
Any idea what if feels like to lose over 12,000 photos with just one click of the mouse. Happened to me last night. It's always a tricky bit of stressful business when it comes to moving batches of photos around because I have countless thousands of them here spaced out over 3 computers & an external hard drive. I was in the process of copying this past winter's photos onto that external drive when I decided to create a new folder & drop my 5 winter months photo folders into one location. Highlighted the five & dragged & dropped them into the new folder. Opened the new folder &......nothing there!! What!!!!!! Searched & searched but couldn't find them. I had a feeling they were more misplaced than lost & sure enough this morning when I clicked on my 'Arizona House' folder, there they were. All 5 folders. I had mistakenly dropped them all in my Arizona House folder instead of the new folder I had just created. Can you imagine how sick I was feeling last night thinking I just may have lost 12,668 irreplaceable photos............
<<< I HAVE WALKED TO THE END OF THIS GRAND BEND PIER WITH MANY DIFFERENT FRIENDS OVER THE YEARS
I'm not one to get myself all fancied up before going somewhere. If I can't wear my blue jeans & old rough & tumble shirts, chances are pretty good I will not be going anywhere too darn fancy. I well remember the Sunday morning struggles when I was a small boy being dragged off to Sunday school kicking & screaming. There I was, locked into a stiff starchy white shirt buttoned right to the top choking the life out of me. Always fighting with a set of horrible gold cuff links I hated. And, cinched up in some ill fitting goofy dress pants that I was supposed to return home with in the same immaculately clean state I had left in. Those Sunday morning struggles went on forever & I was always the one who got out-struggled. I think the pattern was set in my brain at an early age. There would be no fancy pants stuff for me as soon as I got big enough to reverse those struggle outcomes. Yes, there were periods in my life where I did adhere to dress codes because after all, one had to look cool through some of those growing up years, right. And I did reluctantly tough out my 'pink & gold period' for a few years. I did blog about that one time as I recall. Pink shirts, white shorts, gold bracelet & neck chain, watch & rings. Oh, how embarrassing for me to look back on what I call my 'pink years' now. No, not real gold, just the cheap trashy stuff that looked like gold. There was no class in this act I can tell ya:)) If by chance anyone is interested in that, you can just click on my…. PINK YEARS.
One of the many things I enjoy about our other lifestyle in the Southwest is the laid back way of thinking there. If I want to stick a banana in my Cowboy had, strap my pants on backwards & wear my shirt upside down, nobody is gonna notice. And if somebody did, they wouldn't care anyway. That's the kind of lifestyle I prefer. No hoity toity fancy stuff. Just wear what you want & go where you think:))
It was a sunny but tad cool day so we slipped down to see Uncle Harry this morning at the Ritz Villa care center. He was in his chair under a blanket feeling a bit on the cold side. Didn't take Pheebs personality long to warm him up. He's still doing pretty good for his age & confining care facility circumstances:))
PHEEBE SCRAMBLES UP TO GIVE HARRY A SMOOCH….KELLY READS AN EARLY BIRTHDAY CARD TO HARRY FROM HIS FRIEND HELEN IN NANAIMO BRITISH COLUMBIA, CANADA
Spike & Scooter got into a fight this week & Spike is on the mend right now. But, I'll let RV SUE fill you in on the details. And speaking of RV Sue, I see Chuck & Geri from HAPPY TRAILS have been busy over there in that Utah place scouting out some boondocking sites for Sue, Spike & Bridget. Again, if you wonder why Utah is my favorite scenic State, just have a look at Geri's pictures around the Zion Canyon area. Some foody pics on there for you foody folks too. (oh boy, I am hearing multiple mouse clicks now) Had the weather been warm in southern Utah during the winter months, that's where we would have been looking for a house & property the last couple years. But alas, it gets pretty cold up there in the Zion, Bryce & Moab areas during the winters so we ruled it out. 'Warm' is the key word here at the Bayfield Bunch. From our house in Congress Arizona we can be up into southern Utah in one day’s 450 mile drive. Hubba Bubba no trubba:))
THE LAST PARAGRAPH:……………. :))
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Saw this sticker on the back window of a Hummer this morning in Mitchell, Ontario.......
- Tourists see the world, travelers experience it.
- Home is where your pet is:))
- The only thing better than right now will someday be the memories of right now...AL.