|THIS PHOTO PRETTY MUCH SUMS UP OUR ENTIRE DAY|
|I WOULD HAVE LIKED TO STEP OUT FOR SOME BETTER PHOTO ANGLES ON THE RUNNING WATER BUT IT WAS POURING RAIN|
Cathie and Gord came over for afternoon tea and we all had us another good chat about things. They are heading out for Borrego Springs in the morning. They did invite us to drop around to their country place near Flesherton Ontario this summer and we just might hop into our Motorhome and take us for a drive up to their neck of the woods. Thought to myself later, 'Holy Smokes' I must have been on my best behavior for us to get a nice invite like that. Could it be my groucherisms didn't show through?? Nawwwww, couldn't be.
|IT'S NOT EVERYONE WHO HAS THEIR VERY OWN FURRY LITTLE COUCH POTATO BUT WE DO:))|
|OH NO MY DAD'S HAVING ANOTHER BAD COMPUTER DAY|
|GLOW AT BOTTOM RIGHT IS YUMA, DOTTED LIGHTS BELOW ARE FELLOW RV BOONDOCKERS AND SHORT LINE IN THE SKY IS AN AIRPLANE'S BLINKING LIGHT|
|GLOW ON THE WESTERN HORIZON IS EL CENTRO CALIFORNIA PLUS THE PLANETS VENUS AND MARS ARE VISIBLE WITH VENUS BEING THE BRIGHTER ONE|
|A COMMUNICATION TOWER ON THE HORIZON WITH LIGHTS FROM EL CENTRO BEHIND IT|
|VENUS AND MARS ON THE RIGHT AIRPLANE LIGHTS ON THE LEFT|
GROANER'S CORNER:(( The pastoral associate, the associate pastor, and the pastor are taking a shortcut to a meeting. As they walk through a vacant lot, the trio stumbles on an ancient oil lamp. On a lark they rub it, and to their amazement a genie appears and offers to grant them each one wish.The pastoral associate cries out, “I want to be on an island paradise, lolling in the sun without a care!” The genie waves his hand and she disappears in a puff of smoke. The associate pastor jumps up and says, “I want to be walking through the halls of the Vatican, marveling at all the artwork and never have to go to another meeting as long as I live.” He too disappears. Scowling, the pastor says to the genie,” I want those two back in time for the meeting.”
A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the driver, he was astounded to see that the woman behind the wheel was knitting! Realizing that she was oblivious to his flashing lights and siren, the trooper cranked down his window, turned on his bullhorn, and yelled, PULLOVER!" "NO," the woman yelled back, "IT'S A SCARF!"