|DARK AND COLD LAKE HURON WATERS UNDER A BROODING SKY|
|SATURDAY MORNING FISHERMEN ON BAYFIELD'S TWO PIERS|
|PERHAPS A LAST BOAT RIDE FOR THE SEASON|
|I LOVE THOUGHT-PROVOKING MOODY SKIES LIKE THIS|
|DO YOU SEE THE BIG EYES STARING DOWN|
|ON THE RIGHT SIDE IS A BIG TEDDY BEAR'S HEAD SNUFFLING ABOUT IN THE TREES ON THE HORIZON|
|IT WAS A GREAT DAY FOR KEEPING ONE'S EYE IN THE SKY......' EYE IN THE SKY' ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS FROM THE EARLY 80'S AND HERE'S THE LIVE VERSION OF THAT SONG|
|AND EVEN A PATCH OF BLUE|
I noticed today there weren't any sounds of nature anywhere as we walked. No chirping birds or peeping frogs and there was nothing moving in the air either. No flies, mosquitoes, butterflies, dragonflies, gnats, or birds of any kind. Everything was so still, not even a slight breeze to rustle October's colorful Autumn leaves. It is the prelude to Winter as creatures and critters begin making their yearly adjustments for the coming cold and snow. Most, if not all our summer birds have already flown south for warmer climes. Blue Jays, Cardinals, Black-Capped Chickadees, Mourning Doves, and some Finches and Sparrows will stay and tough out the winter. Dark-Eyed Juncos will soon return from their Arctic haunts followed later by fleeting flocks of Snow Buntings. In the meantime, we Snow Birding RV'ers will bide our time waiting to see if the Canada/US border will open allowing we Canucks to make a run for somewhere in the American south this winter as well.
|SATURDAY MORNING WALK BETWEEN RAIN SHOWERS|
GROANER'S CORNER:(( A woman walked up to a little old man rocking in a chair on his porch. "I couldn't help noticing how happy you look," she said. "What's your secret for a long happy life?" "I smoke three packs of cigarettes a day," he said. "I also drink a case of whisky a week, eat fatty foods, and never exercise." "That's amazing," said the woman, "how old are you?" "Twenty-six," he said.
What do you call a woman with one leg shorter than the other?
A woman meant to call a record store but dialed the wrong number and got a private home instead. "Do you have 'Eyes of Blue' and 'A Love Supreme'?" she asked. "Well, no," answered the puzzled homeowner. "But I have a wife and eleven children." "Is that a record?" she inquired. "I don't think so," replied the man, "but it's as close as I want to get."