OUR PARK’S PINE TREE TRAIL
For me, being a daily Blogger is a great way to exercise my mind's shaky short term memory. Although the final stages of my blog is put together in the early evening it actually begins in the early morning. Shortly after waking up I may think of something for my day's post so quickly slide my computer onto my lap and type it out before I forget. It is these earlier in the day thoughts that are most easily lost if I don't type them out. Most times I do something then write about it later but other times I write about something then go do it. Later editing will then match up what I thought I would do and what I actually did. For me writing my blog every day is a pleasurable experience because it makes me think, helps to plan my day, gives me a platform to be a Blabberfingers, brings out my creative side, and gives me a sense of useful purpose. I am doing something I enjoy which in turn may bring something of interest and entertainment to others. A win-win situation most every day. My daily posts go a long way into exercising my mind's memory and for me at this stage of life exercising my mind via my blog is not only a pleasurable thing to do but a very necessary thing for me to do as well.
I try to keep my blog on an even keel and intentionally avoid major controversies. It is never my aim to intentionally stir up trouble with my readers. Although a strongly opinionated person with certain issues I have to work hard many days at keeping those opinions to myself and of course we know I am not always successful with that. Some of my opinions do not fit with the norm when it comes to politics or religion and that is why you do not see any of that stuff in my posts. Most importantly my daily writings go a long way into exercising my mind's memory and for me at this stage of life exercising my mind through my blog is not only a pleasurable thing to do but a most necessary thing for me to do as well.
SURE HELPS TO HAVE A TALL STEP LADDER WHEN ONE HAS SHRUBS AND TREES TO TRIM
Surprised by an unexpected energy surge after returning from our morning country drive I welcomed the opportunity and figured I had better take advantage of that and get myself busy.
Concentrated my efforts on our front yard. Out came my two step ladders, electric hedge trimmer, and a pair of clippers. I was in slasher mode and tackled our jungle foliage. I had allowed a few shrubs and trees to grow too much and some of it was well overdue for a good trimming. Ended up hauling two utility trailer loads of tree clippings to our Park's recycle area. Despite the growing humidity I somehow worked my way through the uncomfortable stickiness for about four hours. That was more like the way things used to be not that many years ago and it was a nice feeling having finally taken care of a few chores I had been putting off for a while now.
A SECOND LOAD OF YARD WASTE CLIPPINGS READY TO GO
The more I see of the bad fire and smoke situation out west the better I feel about the change of travel plans we recently made. Maybe the Oregon coast will be in next years thoughts.
GROANER'S CORNER:(( A blonde was driving home after a football game, and got caught in a really bad hailstorm. Her car was covered with dents, so the next day she took it to a repair shop. The shop owner saw that she was a blonde, so he decided to have some fun. He told her just to go home and blow into the tail pipe really hard, and all the dents would pop out. So, the blonde went home, got down on her hands and knees and started blowing into her car's tailpipe. Nothing happened. She blew a little harder, and still nothing happened. Her roommate, another blonde, came home and said, "What are you doing?" The first blonde told her how the repairman had instructed her to blow into the tailpipe in order to get all the dents to pop out. Her roommate rolled her eyes and said, ... "HELLLLO" "You need to roll up the windows"
“I took my new girlfriend out on our first date to the ice rink. Entry was half price. She called me a cheap skate.”
A new arrival, about to enter hospital, saw two white coated doctors searching through the flower beds. "Excuse me," he said, "have you lost something?" "No," replied one of the doctors. "We're doing a heart transplant for an income-tax inspector and want to find a suitable stone."