Thursday, August 23, 2012



I like it when we have somewhere to go that doesn't involve cities, large towns, traffic chaos, or hordes of people. This morning we had a few things to attend to in my old home town of Tavistock so that meant a nice leisurely couple hour’s drive through the countryside there & back. And Pheebs even agreed, what a fine morning for a drive it was too.


Not a lot going on today but this afternoon we did go have a look at a 5.3 acre piece of country property west of Zurich Ontario complete with a small house, mature trees, apple orchard, etc. Probably the nicest property we have seen in this area so far. Out of curiosity, Kelly phoned the Realtor when we got home & it had just been sold. I wasn't surprised. Somebody sure got themselves one heck of a great deal.


I wonder how many people save their blog comments. I do. Not sure why I do but I have saved all comments on my blog since the beginning. I have files upon files stored in my Hotmail account. Maybe I am a comment hoarder. I don't know if I have a real purpose for storing the comments & yet, I think I do.   I have never been able to just hit the 'delete' button at the end of each day & dump them all into the trash bin.  The comments come from caring people who have shown an interest & taken the time to read & comment on something I have written.  This never ceases to amaze me.  Twice, in periods of self doubt, or was it a false sense of confidence,  I have de-activated my ‘comments section’ & twice I have re-activated it.   That should tell me something.    Don't think I would be too far out if I said 98% of all those comments were well meaning & written with good intentions. Maybe that's why I save them. Maybe that's why I horde them & keep them all in a safe place just a few keystrokes away. I've known people to horde food. Cupboards stuffed full of canned goods from years ago. They still shop for tomato soup every week despite having a couple dozen cans of tomato soup on the shelf from maybe as far back as 1956. Older folks who lived through the depression years of the 30's have been known to do this. It is a comfort to them knowing the larder is well stocked in case we all slide down into that black food stamp depression abyss again. Maybe there is a connection here as to why I not only save all my comments, but all the fine emails people have sent over the years as well. Maybe it's a comfort to me knowing my mental larder is well stocked in case I should slide into that black state of self doubt so many of us have had to deal with at various times in our lives.



And, don't forget.....Chinle, over at Spotted Dog Ranch is offering her book, THE GHOST ROCK CAFEfree for Kindle users this weekend, August 25 and 26 on And, be sure to have a look for some story clues in the illustration of her latest book, The Paradox Cafe:))



GROANER'S CORNER:(( An 80 year old lady was being interviewed by the local news station because she had just gotten married for the fourth time. The interviewer asked her questions about her life, about what it felt like to be marrying again at 80, and then about her new husband's
occupation. "He's a funeral director," she answered. "Interesting," the newsman thought. He then asked her if she wouldn't mind telling him a little about her first three husbands and what they did for a living.
She paused for a few moments, needing time to reflect on all those years. After a short time, a smile came to her face and she answered proudly, explaining that she'd first married a banker when she was in her early 20's, then a circus ringmaster when in her 40's, later on a preacher when in her 60's, and now in her 80's, a funeral director. The interviewer looked at her, quite astonished, and asked her why she had married four men with such diverse careers. She smiled and explained "I married one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and four to go".

- Tourists see the world, travelers experience it.

- Home is where your pet is:))

- "If having a soul means being able to feel
love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals
are better off than a lot of humans."
(James Herriot)

- The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails -William Arthur Ward

- The only thing better than right now will someday be the memories of right now...AL.

- It is not so much having nothing to do as it is not having the interest to do something....AL.


  1. I think Blogger saves the comments, but I've never checked to see how far back they go. I would think they'd go back as far as the old posts, which is the beginning. Now I'll have to look and see.

  2. Thanks for the mention, Al. I also think Blogger saves the comments, and yes, I go back and read the few I have occasionally just to make sure I'm not crazy and other people get what I'm trying to say.

    Great photos - I wish I had one of those big old barns - not sure what I'd do with it, but they sure are cool.

  3. I'm with Gypsy....I never look back..almost never...

  4. My gmail account is stuffed with comments and emails that I can't part with either. To delete them would feel like burning a good book.

  5. Don't exactly know why but you popped in my mind today. The thought "I know what he needs to do" just hit me. It was so sad that you had to take that beautiful dog back to its owners. I know how hard that must have been. In Arkansas the prisons have a program where the prisoners train dogs that are brought to them from the humane society , pounds etc. They teach these dogs good behavior and tricks and then they are adopted out. They have dogs from pugs to St. Benards. You might check out the prisons in your area and see if they do this. You could get a good dog that needs a great home. Plus you wouldnt have to train it.
    I enjoy your blog and pics

  6. nice to know that you save all you comments in your email must be mighty full!..the only place mine are is on my blogger page..all 5935 of them..whoo hooo!!!

  7. I am happy you keep up your fun to read blog. It is kinda like the daily funny paper to read, I miss it when it is not there.
    I only have 3 comments on my blog, but then my life is not that exciting and I am not a good story teller like you are. It is a talent or art to write so people feel the connection. Keep it up and I look forward to you getting all ready for your trip South.

  8. You know I enjoyed that WINDMILL!! :-) Sorry you missed the acreage, but things happen for a reason.
    You know somethmes the comments are as much fun to read on Blogs as the Blog itself...
    I love comments, I wish more people would take the time to write something... It sure encourages a person to keep up the Blog... I think of quitting often, as it don't come easy for me sometimes. Other times it does....Who knows.... Take care Buddy...

  9. All my comments are saved in Blogger and I do occasionally go back read a few.

  10. As you probably could guess, I'm nuts about comments. I never gave a thought about saving them. I assume Wordpress does that. Maybe I should worry? Ack! I'd hate to lose my precious comments!

    Right decision to pass on Lucy . . . Pheebs would enjoy an active house buddy, just one not so large and untrained.