Thursday, October 25, 2018

SIX LEGS, FOUR PAWS, AND TWO FEET

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With 6 legs, 4 paws, and 2 feet, Pheebs and I took ourselves for a wee stroll in Huron Counties Hullett Marsh this morning.  We had slowly Jeep crawled our way there from home around nine.  The marsh was stone silent except for an odd quack now and again from an unseen duck or two.  A few birds about but the only one I recognized was a Great Blue Heron.  Skies were overcast with the temperature hanging around somewhere in the low 40’s with no wind.   It was a doable morning so we dood it.

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Home shortly before 11 with clearing skies I was encouragingly energized and re-interested in my ‘to-do’ list again.  Just when I thought my age was beginning to get the best of me I grabbed a can of paint, a brush, climbed up my step ladder and painted a couple boards on our wooden shed I had forgot to do a few months ago when we had the shed roof re-shingled.  After that I found myself cleaning some glass on the Jeep and putting away a few water hoses for winter.  My big lawn rake grabbed my attention and with wheelbarrow, rake, and pitch fork in hand I flew around the yard like the Tasmanian Devil raking up leaves and pine needles to deposit on flowerbed pathways.  Between all that I think I remember doing half a dozen other little things.  Guess I kinda live my life in spurts.  It’s either all or nothing or a lot of frustration in between trying to understand and level out the extremes.

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After the loss of his younger Brother back in June my good friend Jim is back up and writing again.  You can find him at Lifetime Sentences where he talks about that loss and how it affected him.  At Long Last, I Am Back.  Jim and I will be getting together Friday for coffee:))

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DOGGY RUNNING FAST TODAY

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‘OKAY DAD YOUR TURN TO RUN FAST’

And a word of thanks again to everyone for their kind words as of late whether they come in the form of comments, emails, Facebook, or in my Shout Box.  I know I am remiss in responding to each individual email or comment and that has weighed on me over the years.  I can only hope readers know and understand how much I really do appreciate those words and my blog is my personal thank you to all my friends and readers.  

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GROANER’S CORNER:(( A drunk walks into a crowded bar and takes the last barstool next to an older woman. After awhile, the woman starts to smell this horrible odor coming from the direction of the drunk. She turns to him and says, "Excuse me Mister, but did you just crap yourself?" The drunk replied, "Yes ma'am, I have indeed crapped myself." The woman says, "Well, why don't you go somewhere and clean yourself up?" The drunk says, "'Cause I'm not finished yet..."

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“My pursuit of perfect speech has become a diction.”

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You Might Be A Redneck If::  Three quarters of the clothes you own have logos on them.

Your grandfather always does the "pull my finger" trick at the family reunion.

Every time you leave your house, you are followed by federal agents of the Bureau of Alcohol Tobacco and Firearms. 

You have a house that's mobile and five cars that aren't.

Your gene pool doesn't have a "deep end.

"Your `huntin dawg' cost more than the truck you drive him around in.

You have an extra large garbage bag for a convertible top.

Your belt buckle weighs more than you do.

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13 comments:

  1. I think Mr. raccoon looks like he has a little jealousy trying to figure out why that four-legged furry dog creature can get into your car and stay warm and he can't

    He put his best face forward ,,,, That's a cute picture

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  2. When you said, "My big lawn rake grabbed my attention" I imagined you stepping on the tines as the handle gave you a whack!.... and "with pitch fork in hand, I flew around the yard"... I could just see you riding that pitch fork. Guess I am focused on Halloween these days. Loved the dark and light images through the reeds. You live in a beautiful place. Today I was taking pictures of raindrops on autumn leaves. Love the fresh cool cleaned air.

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  3. Great pictures. Love the raccoon pictures. Hard to believe those little cute things can also be quite mean at times.
    I'll be back in the Congress area this next February and I'll think of all the great post you made from there.

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  4. Really great pictures this evening, and I love the little bandit in the tree.

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  5. Beautiful! Pheebs! Mr or Ms Raccoon. Great post.

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  6. I got ponds and a swamp in the middle of my place and I love it. BTW, my son put up a couple of game cameras and one picture he got was thirteen racoons all eating the sour mash he put out. I never would have thought that they would gather like a pack of wolves (grin).

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  7. The photos of the raccoon are fantastic as are the ones of Miss Pheebs. Wondering if he was watching Miss Pheebs. Look forward to your blog each evening - it's a high point!

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  8. You are such a AWESOME photographer! Love your photos... Arizona is missing the Bayfield Bunch!

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  9. Wow that was a burst of energy, there will be now stopping you, hoking driving raking and taking great pictures, keep up the good work.

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  10. Al, these photos are all inspired!! What a beautiful collection you've gathered here. Seeing a raccoon after all the road kill is delightful. The bird wing trail in the water is fabulous - what a catch! Your spurts are generally more than I do in a week so you're doing fine :-)

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  11. Oh, that raccoon face is adorable!

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  12. Superb shots of your fall colors and wildlife, especially the raccoon. If you do it all in a day you may not have anything to do tomorrow. Just sayin'.

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