I’ll start this post off with a Monday catch-up…………. Overnight rains left Monday morning heavily overcast and overly humid. For me it was either sit in the house or go sit in the Jeep. At least in the Jeep I could take my sit down seat almost anywhere I wanted to go so the decision was a no brainer.
I’m not usually inspired much by cloudy days but noticed how the near ground hugging overcast had texture to it and was slowing changing and moving from west to east. I had checked our live Exeter radar weather feed before leaving the house and saw all the rain had moved well off to the South-east. I knew there was a chance of skies clearing from the west out over Lake Huron so with those thoughts in mind Pheebs and I grabbed our customary coffee and muffin at Timmies in Clinton and headed North-east out of town on our old favorite route.
STOPPED FOR A LEG STRETCH AT THE HULLETT MARSH AND NOTICED A NEW SIGN AT THE MAIN WILDLIFE VIEWING STAND
I WAS SURPRISED TO READ THE HULLETT MARSH HAS A DIRECT CONNECTION TO THE STATE OF OHIO
MANY YEARS AGO I DROPPED A 500MM TELEPHOTO LENS ON THIS DECK AND BUSTED IT:((
VIEW FROM THE VIEWING STAND LOOKING SOUTH-EAST
Despite increasing humidity there was again a cooling breeze off Lake Huron so with windows down we just kind of kept on going and going zig-zagging our way along the maze of criss-crossing country roads. Even on a cloudy country morning such as it was Huron Counties rural landscape with all it’s forests, farms and colorful fields was a joy to behold.
It was somewhere Southwest of Brussels Ontario when checking the rear view mirror I saw the road light up about half a mile behind us. Yessssss, a sun splash. It was 10:45 as skies slowly began clearing and continued to do so. And it was also about this time Pheebs leaned back in her seat, rolled her head towards me and gave me ‘that look’…..which I knew all to well.
With her big brown friendly eyes fixed upon my pale green orbs she conveyed a thought saying. “You know Dad, it’s been quite awhile since we have had a Tuna Sub”. Well she was right of course and as luck would have I knew we were only about 10 minutes away from a Subway. At exactly 11:05 I walked through the front door of a Subway Restaurant in Wingham Ontario. Minutes later I headed back to the Jeep with our goodies while a 50 pound black furry ping pong ball bounced around all over the place in frenzied anticipation of what I was carrying. Her tail was wagging so furiously I thought she was about to knock all the seats right out of the Jeep. Got her settled down and quickly drove up the street a bit to a Park where we pulled over and proceeded to make a big sloppy mess out of ourselves. That honey mustard sauce sure is a nasty bit of sticky business.
I’LL BET SHE IS HAVING VISIONS OF TUNA SUBS DANCING IN HER HEAD
It was from this point we started our 34 mile slow country road trek home. With sunny skies overhead mixing with Monday’s humidity it was high noon when we finally had to put our windows up and crack on the A/C. How nice sliding through Amish country along the way too. All fields looking nice but still no sign of any Amish straw sheaves stacked up in the fields. Wheat right now is in the process of being harvested and we did see lots of big round bales in the golden fields. Those large bales are done with machines so knew the Amish folks hadn’t baled them. Just not their way.
I’M SURE THIS PIECE OF FARM MACHINERY IS USED FOR SOMETHING BUT I’M JUST NOT SURE WHAT
Rest of the day we stayed in our cool house avoiding the heavy heat outside. For some reason I could not get myself interested in writing anything and what you are reading right now would normally have been my Monday post. I wrote most of this earlier today………..
SPOTTED THIS GANG OF GANGLY CHARACTERS WEST OF WINGHAM
“HEY MOM WAIT UP”
“IT’S LUNCH TIME DON’T YOU KNOW”
Now a short blurb about today to catch myself up. Delightfully surprised at our early mornings refreshingly cool air and it didn't take me long to get out into our front yard with shovel, rake, and wheelbarrow in hand. Was able to get nearly 3 hours in before I had to head back inside and hit the shower. Shortly after noon I heard Kelly call, “the tree cutters are here”. We still had two 70 foot de-branched pine trees with ropes already attached to come down. The two tree cutter fellas swung into action and sure didn’t waste any time in getting those trees on the ground. And they did it with a minimum amount of damage to our gardens as well. In fact so exact was the second tree coming down that he dropped it right between two 20 foot cedar trees I had planted years ago.
TREE # 1 IS READY TO GO
WHILE TREE IS BEING CUT LOGGER MURRAY KEEPS WATCH AS IT STARTS TO FALL
‘KA-BOOOOOM’ AND IT’S DOWN
NOW TO CUT IT UP IN MEASURED LENGTHS BEFORE HAULING IT AWAY TO BE LOADED ON THE LOGGING TRUCK
TREE CUTTER KEVIN STARTS ON THE SECOMD TREE
‘KA-BOOOOOOM’ AS THE SECOND TREE BITES THE DUST
I DID SPOT THIS ROPE SNAKE ON THE ROAD TODAY
And I want to thank Pheebs for standing in for me Monday night. Thought that was mighty nice of her to do that. Found my Mojo this morning right where I suspected I had lost it. The usual place of course……buried deep in my mind’s own insecurities.
GROANER’S CORNER:(( A man enters a barber shop for a shave. While the barber is foaming him up, he mentions the problem he has getting a close shave around his cheeks. "I have just the thing," says the barber taking a small wooden ball from a nearby drawer. "Just place this between your cheek and gum." The client places the ball in his mouth and proceeds with the closest shave the man has ever experienced. After a few strokes, the client asks in garbled speech "And what if I swallow it?" "No problem" says the barber. "Just bring it back tomorrow like everyone else does!"
Signs You're In A Bad Nursing Home
- Its named Heaven's Waiting Room.
- Defibrillator doubles as a remote control.
- Radio stations alternate between Glenn Miller and broadcasting Last Rites in every language known to man.
- You can't ring a nurse but you can page the attorney's office down the hall.
- Rectal thermometers made of wood.
- Two words: Community Bedpan.
“A mother squid gave birth and said, 'I had an inkling.'”