Thursday, October 12, 2017

DEPRESSION HAD ME BY THE THROAT FOR A COUPLE DAYS

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TRAVELED THROUGH AMISH-MENNONITE COUNTRY THIS MORNING…..HARVESTING CORN THE OLD FASHIONED WAY BY HAND

Had myself into such a depression Tuesday and Wednesday that Wednesday I never even climbed myself out of my pajamas all day.  I have no recollection of ever spending an entire day in my pajamas since maybe I was a year old.  Never even turned on a computer.  Of course enduring a solid day of cold rain didn’t help things either.  Immersed myself into our TV’s nature channels and read my Kindle.  Just finished Norman Hanson’s Carrier Pilot.  Another fine true story and interesting first person slice of history.

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A SLIGHT TOUCH OF COLOR IN THE LAKE WAWANOSH LEAVES

DSC_5990My depression never lifted until I saw my good friend Richard walking over at 8:30 this morning.  It was my turn to drive so we weren’t long in picking up a couple muffins and coffees before heading out into the country side northeast of Goderich gabbing ourselves along like the couple manic Magpies we are.  Luckily for Richard and I we have so many things in common that we never ever run out of things to talk about.  It’s a steady back and forth meaningful conversation and it’s been like that for the 42 years plus I have known him.  We’re both at the age and stage now where we may have to consider carrying a bottle of 02 with us and taking copious gulps of pure oxygen just to keep up with one another.   This morning’s non-stop back and forth was the very helping hand I needed to reach down and pull myself up by the bootstraps, or in this case running shoe laces.

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EARLIER IN THE WEEK I SPOTTED SOMETHING ODD IN THIS OLD MAPLE TREE ALONGSIDE THE ROAD

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TURNS OUT IT WAS A TYPE OF FUNGUS

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THE FUNGUS SEEMS TO BE LITERALLY POURING ITSELF OUT OF THE TREE

I may later get into the reasons I was so depressed or I may not.  We’ll just wait and see how the next few days go and how I feel about things.   Of course knowing what a blabberfingers I am I’d say there is little doubt I will have something to say about it at some point.  Let’s just say it had/has something to do with health and travel and leave it at that for now.

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FISHERMAN IN THE MAITLAND RIVER AS WELL AS A FEW INUKSHUKS NOT FAR AWAY (BELOW)

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Turned out to be a cool cloudy day but at least it was a break from Wednesday’s rain.  Weather forecast is for 3 rain days beginning some time Saturday.  It’s that time of year and the seasons are changing.  Pheebs let me know today in no uncertain terms that she didn’t get out for her Jeep ride this morning so I guess no matter how much rain is falling out of the sky Friday we’ll be in the Jeep early and headed off somewhere for sure.

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OLD BARN PHOTOS TAKEN TUESDAY MORNING IN VARNA ONTARIO

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We are still patiently awaiting a phone call from Kelly’s Doctor at University Hospital in London Ontario regarding her latest abdominal scan.  This Doctor’s words will decide if and when we will be heading for the Southwest this winter.  We now fully expect to get that phone call sometime Friday. 

DSC_6001GROANER’S CORNER:((  Visiting the modern art museum, a lady turned to an attendant standing nearby. "This," she said, "I suppose, is one of those hideous representations you call modern art?" "No, Madam," replied the attendant. "That one's called a mirror."

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"I'm sorry, Bill," said the doctor, "there's simply nothing I can do for you. Your condition is hereditary."  "Oh," replied Bill, "in that case just send the bill to my parents."

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The preacher was wired for sound with a lapel mike, and as he preached, he moved briskly about the platform, jerking the mike cord as he went. Then he moved to one side, getting wound up in the cord and nearly tripping before jerking it again.  After several circles and jerks, a little girl in the third pew leaned toward her mother and whispered, "If he gets loose, will he hurt us?"

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Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
King Tut.
King Tut who?
King Tut-key fried chicken!

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18 comments:

  1. As a mild depression sufferer I am extra glad you were able to overcome it again and bring us more of your excellent writing and photography. Thank you.

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  2. Hoping for the best for you and Kelly, Al.

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  3. I was afraid you were in another tailspin. You have a lot on your mind lately. Wish we could help some how.

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  4. Get over the depression for Pheebs' sake, if not for your own.

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  5. The pictures of the barn are beautiful. Thank you for taking and sharing.

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  6. Hoping for a great out come for Kelly that all is well.

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  7. Glad your feeling better and I’m praying Lellys results will be good news

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  8. Drops in mood happen to many of us as daylight shortens. Staying busy usually pulls one out of Black Dog days/weeks; but other matters swirling around you will not be as easily resolved. Your frankness is one of the factors giving your blog unusual popularity, for you speak to issues we all deal with. Better days will come again.

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  9. Sure hope Kelly gets good news Friday. Health concerns can knock the wind out of anybody.

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  10. Fingers crossed for good news.

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  11. Nice that Richard was there to lift you spirits. I had a feeling it had something to do with health and travelling when we had not heard from you.
    Crossing our fingers for Kelly and hop the test results are good.

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  12. Thank goodness for good friends and we are praying Kelly's results are great.

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  13. Praying for good news today for Kelly and You. Sounds like you have a great friend there. Hope you can get back on the road soon. Adventures await.

    “The next best thing to being wise oneself is to live in a circle of those who are.” - CS Lewis

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  14. Al, about that fungi pouring out of that tree, around here in Illinois we call them elephant ears and think they are delicious. Of course you have to get them before the bugs find them. Fried or made into soup is our favorite way to eat them. Max from Illinois.

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  15. The barn pictures are amazing. Take care.

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  16. Blessings to you both!
    As always your pictures are stunning .... What a gift you have 😊

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  17. Depression can really pull the rug out from under the strongest of us. Good to have a friend to change your environment and refocus you mind - still, it takes its own time. Not knowing is often the hardest, hope your final news is all good.

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