Determined not to follow one of our usual morning Jeep ride routes we decided to change the scenery up a bit and headed down around the Seaforth area. Had been a while since we traveled some of those roads.
My spirits were immediately lifted early this morning when Kelly, looking out our east-facing living room window said, "I can see some pink sky through the pine trees." Alas, our rains had ended and skies were clearing. Even our temperatures were coming up. We had a fine-looking day ahead of us.
SOUTHEAST OF SEAFORTH ONTARIO
|PHEEBS HAS A BIRTHDAY COMING UP THIS WEEK, SHE WILL BE ELEVEN, AND SHE'S BEEN A PART OF OUR FAMILY FOR THE PAST NINE YEARS.....PHEEBS AND I HAVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR EVERY ONE OF THOSE DAYS FROM THE VERY FIRST DAY WE MET|
|'AW SHUCKS DAD'|HEADING INTO THE MARSH THIS BODY OF WATER IN THE MARSH IS CALLED WHISTLER POND
|A GRUMPY OLD OGRE LIVES IN A CAVE ON THAT FAR AWAY ISLAND|
|CLEARING SKIES REFLECTED IN WHISTLER POND|
I generally wait until after our Thanksgiving weekend before beginning the big Fall clean-up outside here. All the summer ornaments, flower pots, and summer chairs, etc. that came out of winter storage have to all go back into storage and that is quite a juggling act every Autumn. Pots have to be emptied of flowers, some plants dug up and relocated, pond pump out of the water, all liquids, like car cleaners, and paints, have to be moved inside the house out of freezing winter temperatures. Outside water has to be turned off before freezing temps set in. The rig has to winterized, and my list goes on. I don't mind doing all that because it not only gives me something to do it is something that I still can do and that gives me a nice little simple feeling of accomplishment. And that is an important feeling for me in these senior years.
CLEARING SKIES OVER A GOLDEN CORNFIELD
GROANER'S CORNER:(( A farmer was driving along the road with a load of fertilizer. A little boy, playing in front of his house, saw him and called, "What've you got in your truck?" "Fertilizer," the farmer replied. "What are you going to do with it?" asked the little boy. "Put it on strawberries," answered the farmer. "You ought to live here," the little boy advised him. "We put sugar and cream on ours."
"What is your baby brother's name?" Little Jane: "I don't know yet. We can't understand a word he says."
Father looks hard at a teenage son, “James, you’ve been adopted.” James jumps up, “Adopted! I knew it! I want to meet my biological parents!” Father laughs, “No no, James, we are your biological parents. But you need to get packing, your adoptive ones will be here in an hour.”
Ah. Today and yesterday have fine photos. Thank you once again. I keep saying that, but I mean it. Even in the rain yesterday, you found something.ReplyDelete
Beautiful Photos as usual. My favourites were the first two and the corn field.ReplyDelete
Happy birthday to Pheebs this week....she is such a special girl 🐾
Pheebs is such a cutie! Same age as our Robbie, he turns 11 on Dec 1st and they look alike too.ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday to Miss Pheebs. What a keeper she is and how fortunate your paths crossed nine years ago!ReplyDelete
The photos tonight are just magnificent as they were last night. Autumn in your area is just lovely.
I love Pheebs and look forward to your posts including her. She is an elder now and she is fortunate to have the wonderful home and care that you and Kelly provide. May Pheebs continue to enjoy good health for another year to come.ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday to Pheebs, she doesn't look her age at all! Love your photos again. It's noticeable that you have a new/different camera, although its your talent of course that makes the photos so great. I could frame that pic of the ducks in the morning mist.ReplyDelete
As you know, "perdy pitchers" mean nothing to me, and that is why I dismiss RV travel blogs, for the most part.ReplyDelete
But that photo of the two ducks softly paddling away from camera was a lovely metaphor, in light of the title of the post. I got quite emotional over it.
Morning Mists.....worthy of framing. I feel so relaxed looking at it. Thank you.ReplyDelete
Lots to be done, yes a good feeling. Wish I could still do more.ReplyDelete