MY MUSIC, MY SPEED, MY DECISIONS, MY WAY

‘OMG’ WHAT KIND OF A REPTILIAN LOOKING TREE HUGGING CREATURE CAN THIS BE??
Guess it goes without saying Pheebs and I are out most mornings now and I am finding it an increasingly nice way to start the day.  Just a nice quiet couple of hours to let the mornings fresh air blow through one’s mind.

ANOTHER NICE MORNING FOR A COUNTRY DRIVE


EVER SEEN A FARM TRACTOR TOWING A MINI-FERRIS WHEEL??  ME NEITHER SO I DON’T KNOW WHAT THIS IS UNLESS SOME KIND OF A HAY RAKE


WHAT’S MORE EXPENSIVE THAN A ‘JOHN DEERE’ TRACTOR’??  HOW ABOUT 2 ‘JOHN DEERE’ TRACTORS
By 9 a.m. today’s heat and humidity were already ramping up and due to airborne biting and stinging insects we only managed a short walk in the Hullett Marsh.

BUZZARD IN A BEAN FIELD

RED WING BLACKBIRDS IN AN OLD DEAD MARSH TREE

HAD THIS LITTLE FELLOW SLIP ACROSS OUR PATH….A NON-POISONOUS GARTER SNAKE AND HAPPY TO SAY WE DO NOT HAVE POISONOUS SNAKES IN OUR AREA
As it turned out it was an ‘all windows down’ drive through the countryside and how nice to feel those warm breezes rustling through the Jeep ruffling up both hair and fur alike.

A BLURRY BUNCH OF SOMETHINGS MOVING IN THE TALL GRASS

AHA, GOATS
Some more photos of farm houses plus a few barns this morning and I must really make an effort to catch my photo albums up to date.  

A FEW COUNTRY HOUSES & BARNS ALONG THE WAY & THIS ONE HAPPENS TO BE ‘FOR SALE’

THIS OLD BARN HAS SOME NEW BOARDS
Had a friend ask me a week or so ago if I sometimes feel the need to talk with and be around people and I was able to answer him without pondering the thought with a solid ‘no’.  Best times of my days are always those morning drives and walks Pheebs and I go on.  Always so quietly peaceful.  No people, no traffic, no noise, no expectations.  My music, my speed, my decisions, my way.  No, I don’t miss being around people at all……………..

EVEN GRASS ALONG ALONG MANY OF OUR ROADS IS MOWED IN SUMMER


IS THIS A HORSE AMONG COWS OR SOME COWS CLOSE TO A HORSE

CORN’S A-GROWIN FAST

TIS A GOOD MONTH FOR COLORFUL FLOWERS

We are still slowly whittling away at sorting through things deciding what will go where.  Totally happy with our new room renovations and everything is working out nicely just as we had hoped it would.

A LARGE LOCUST LIKE CREATURE UNFOLDS IT’S WINGS IN A NEARBY FIELD

“CAN WE HEAD FOR HOME SOON DAD, I’M MISSING MOM”

I CAN ALWAYS TELL WHEN DOGGY IS BORED
Decided to post an old ‘Archive Memory’ tonight & for long time readers I’m sure this will bring many big yawns as I have posted this particular one a few times before.  Over the years I have owned and co-owned many licensed and roadworthy vehicles and at last count figuring in my 3 motorcycles that figure is now over 50.  A Lifetime Of Old Clunkers And Some   Maybe someone could let me know if this link actually works.  Update:: The updated 2016 link didn’t work so I will give you the last updated 2014 link which is the blog link itself.  This one should work….Awwww Nuts that one didn’t work either!!!!      SATURDAY UPDATE:  should work now...:)

CRUISING DOWN THE ROAD SOMETHING CAUGHT MY EYE ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THIS TREE AT THE BOTTOM

EVEN PHEEBS WASN’T GETTING TO CLOSE

DIDN’T APPEAR TO BE MOVING SO WE GRABBED A CAMERA AND WENT IN FOR A CLOSER LOOK
 
 
‘AHA’ HAVE YOU FIGURED OUT WHAT THIS TREE HUGGING CREATURE IS YET

YEP IT’S A TYPE OF COMMON TREE FUNGUS IN THESE PARTS BUT WHAT ISN’T COMMON IS IT’S SHAPE, I’VE NEVER SEEN ONE QUITE THIS ELABORATE
  
ANY LOCAL READERS INTERESTED IN SEEING THIS FUNGAS CAN DO SO BY LOCATING THE INTERSECTION OF LONDESBORO ROAD & BURNS LINE….THE LONE STANDING TREE BESIDE THE ROAD IS ON THE EAST SIDE OF BURNS LINE ABOUT A QUARTER MILE SOUTH OF LONDESBORO ROAD…..CAN’T MISS IT…..’LONDESBORO’ IS BETWEEN CLINTON AND BLYTH ONTARIO
 
PRETTY DARN SCARY CREATURE HUH
GROANER’S CORNER:((  A young man and a young woman were soon to be married, but they both had a problem they had never told anyone else about. The man approached his father one day before the wedding and told him about his problem. His feet REALLY stunk, even if he washed them constantly, he was worried that this would scare off his new bride, so he needed a solution, fast. His father pondered the situation and finally told his son to wear socks constantly (even to bed) and always wash his feet whenever he got a chance. The son thought about this and went along happy.
The same day the young lady approached her mother and told her about her problem. Her morning breath was horrid. Her mother reassured her and told her everyone had bad morning breath. The young woman told her mother that this was not normal morning breath but easily the worst in the world. The mother thinks about this and comes up with this bright idea. She tells her daughter to get up earlier than everyone else and don't say a thing, go make breakfast and then brush her teeth while the others are eating. The young woman thinks and then runs off to get ready for the wedding, happy. The couple is married and they are happy, him with his perpetual socks and her with her morning silences. One morning about 5:30 am the young man wakes up to find one sock missing. He starts rustling around in the bed looking for it, which of course wakes up his wife, who without thinking asks what's wrong. With a look of shock on his face the young man says, "OH MY GOD! You've swallowed my sock!"