|HOW NICE TO HAVE SUCH A GREAT SETTING TO WORK IN AT OUR NEIGHBOR'S PLACE|
This is my Sunday post which will mainly be a photos post simply because I really didn’t do anything Sunday except for putting in a couple morning hours at the neighbor’s place behind us working on his property clean-up.
|HAD ME SOME MIGHTY FINE HELP AGAIN THIS MORNING|
I was reminded tonight of my early blogging days when commenter Martha said in part, "It seems like so many bloggers are quitting”. Of course that set me to thinking of my early blogging days & all the great fellow Bloggers I remember from back then & how many are now gone. Some just kind of slowly faded away while others wrote final blog farewells. Some unfortunately passed on while a few others just kind of abruptly ended their blogs without further adieu. My mind does not serve me well enough to remember everyone from those early days but I do remember having a feeling of ‘family’ with these folks. Most of us were not only RV Newbies back then but we were also new to this new phenomena called Blogging. Blogging?? What the heck was that. Over time we finally did end up meeting some of those early RV Bloggers too. I look back on those early days with much fondness now & amazingly enough we still have a few of those long ago fellow Bloggers as readers. You guys are made of some pretty darn tough stuff………………………..:))
|MY PORTABLE TOOL WAGON|
|I TRIMMED THIS PALO VERDE UP A YEAR AGO & NOW I CAN WALK UNDERNEATH IT|
|THIS IS ONE OF 6 PILES OF BRUSH I HAVE ON THE GO AT THE MOMENT|
|BEFORE I TRIMMED UP THIS PALO VERDE A COUPLE DAYS AGO THE HOUSE WAS NOT VISIBLE FROM THIS VIEW POINT|
|THIS PALO VERDE'S BRANCHES WERE UP AGAINST THE BACK OF THE HOUSE & ONE COULDN'T WALK BETWEEN THE HOUSE & TREE|
|STILL A NICE TOUCH OF AUTUMN GOING ON HERE|
|HORSE PENS AT THE BACK|
|MY FAVORITE PART OF THE PROPERTY IS THIS JOSHUA TREE AREA|
If you missed my Saturday post it is here...............WHOPPERED IN WICKENBURG
GROANERS CORNER:(( One day at the entrance to heaven, St. Peter saw a New York street gang.
walk up to the Pearly Gates. This being a first, St. Peter ran to God and said, "God,
there are some evil, thieving New Yorkers at the Pearly Gates. What do I do?".
God replied, "Just do what you normally do with that type. Re-direct them down to hell."
St. Peter went back to carry out the order and all of a sudden he comes running back yelling "God, God, they're gone, they're gone!"
"Who, the New Yorkers?".
"No, the Pearly Gates."