STILL A FEW FLOWERS BLOOMING IN OUR FRONT YARD
The time change threw my body for a loop and I was wide awake at 4:30 a.m. instead of 5:30. I wished they would just leave the time alone and let it be the same time all year around without changing it twice. This aging thing is stressful enough without having to run around changing all the clocks twice a year!!
Not as sunny as I had hoped but we did welcome a number of brief sun splashes passing through our area. Felt cold at 41F but thankfully winds were light.
SO NICE TO SEE A FEW SUN SPLASHES ALONG THE WAY
PHEEBS ENJOYS THE SCENERY JUST AS MUCH AS I DO
Our usual routine drive to Goderich and back but we did have a moments excitement in a supermarket. And I say ‘we’. I’m in the habit of gassing up at the Solo gas bar in Goderich’s south end. No line-ups, lots of room to maneuver, and gas is a bit cheaper. It’s Pheebs favorite gas bar as well because she always gets a treat there from the attendants. As we roll up to the gas bar I always put the rear window down behind me and Pheebs gets her paws up on the window sill with her head out the window waiting for her treat. The attendants always get a big kick out of her. There is a Food Basics supermarket in the same parking complex so after filling up we rolled over there to pick us up some bananas. Parked the Jeep and made sure both driver and passenger windows were up with a small space at the top. From there I headed off into the store a short distance away. Never in a grocery store very long I had picked up my stuff and was heading for the cashier when around the corner of the aisle a little black dog came running up to me with it’s tail wagging. ‘OMG’ it was the Pheebs. What!!!! Left my grocery cart parked and with Pheebs bounding along right behind me happy as can be we headed back out of the supermarket to the parking lot where I spotted the open rear driver’s side window right away. With Pheebs safely in the Jeep again and the rear window up I slipped back inside thinking to myself, now how did she get the big glass doors open? Figured the door sensor must have recognized her as the Pheebs and automatically opened the door for her. Luckily there were not too many customers in the store and the ones that were there who saw Pheebs had themselves some pretty big smiles going on including the two cashiers. Walking back out to the Jeep a gave a silent ‘thank you’ to the Powers that be………..whoever those Powers may be.
LITTLE MISS SMARTY PANTS
NOT MANY PEOPLE OUT WALKNG THE BOARDWALK THESE COLDER GRAY NOVEMBER DAYS
LAKE HURON WAVES COMING IN AND SWISH ING ALONG THE PEBBLY SHORELINE
A COUPLE DUCKS BOBBING ALONG ON THE CHOPPY WATERS
A bit of puttering around outside but nothing really worth writing about. Pheebs and I did make it around the trail for a walk under totally cloudy skies but that was about it. I think Sunday was probably our last slightly warm day of the year and it probably won’t be until April sometime when we might get up into the 50’s again. A rather gloomy thought I’d say……………
Each passing day now with temperatures slowly dropping our summer gardens are looking kinda pooched as plants die off and go into hibernation for the cold winter months ahead.
OUR HOSTAS ARE TURNING YELLOW
MOST OF THIS GREEN IN OUR BACKYARD WILL SOON BE GONE
NEIGHBOR MONICA’S HOUSE
One year ago today we left Sarasota Florida and headed for Congress Arizona. We were in a hurry, we had a house to sell……………………
GROANER’S CORNER:(( A lawyer walks into a bar and sits down next to a drunk who is closely examining something held in his fingers. The lawyer watches the drunk for a while till he finally gets curious enough to ask what it is. "Well," said the drunk, "it looks like plastic and feels like rubber." "Let me have it," said the lawyer. Taking it, he began to roll it between his thumb and forefinger, examining it closely. "Yes," he finally said, "it does look like plastic and feel like rubber, but i don't know what it is. Where did you get it?" "From my nose," the drunk replied.
The Barmen’s Prayer
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink,
Thy will be drunk
At home as it is in the pub.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we will forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not to incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the beer, the bitter and the lager.
For ever and ever.
Disguise the limit!