A fast-moving short storm blew through our neighborhood Friday night bringing high winds, lightning, thunder, rain, and hail. The rolling thunder shuddered our house. In the morning we woke up to scattered sunshine and brisk cold winds.
|A LARGE COMBINE RESTS BETWEEN HARVESTS|
|THIS BEANFIELD AWAITS IT'S DAY WITH THE COMBINE|
|A FEW FARMERS ARE BEGINNING TO COMBINE SOME OF THE CORN|
|THESE STAGHORN SUMAC ARE ALWAYS SO PRETTY IN THE FALL|A COLD WINDY MORNING ALONG THE SHORES OF LAKE HURON
|MORE LARGE BOULDERS HAVE BEEN BROUGHT IN TO BOLSTER THE SHORELINE|
|HATCH COVERS AMIDSHIPS ARE OPEN AS A CRANE LIFTS SOMETHING OUT OF THE CARGO HOLD|
|WORKERS BEGIN CLOSING THE BIG HATCH COVERS|
|STRONG ICY WINDS ARE BLOWING THIS ROPE ALMOST HORIZONTALLY|
|I WONDER IF THE SHIP'S CAPTAIN IS UP THERE DRINKING HIS MORNING COFFEE WATCHING OVER THE PROCEEDINGS|
With the Jeep's heater still on we headed for home. Again, a beautiful sunny mid-October day but I had no interest in being outside puttering around with yard work in the cold. Maybe it's my age catching up with me. I curled up in my recliner by the fireplace, opened my Kindle reader, and as usual, fell asleep. I have a feeling it's going to be another long, cold, dragged out winter. And winter hasn't even started yet and is still over two months away. Oh dear:((
|AND THAT'S US RIGHT THERE ON THE LEFT|
GROANER'S CORNER:(( A guy goes into a bar. He's sitting on the stool, enjoying his drink when he hears, "You look great!" He looks around - there's nobody near him. He hears the voice again, "No really, you look terrific." The guy looks around again. Nobody. He hears, "Is that a new shirt or something? Because you are absolutely glowing!" He then realizes that the voice is coming from a dish of nuts on the bar. "Hey," the guy calls to the bartender, "What's with the nuts?" "Oh," the bartender answers, "They're complimentary."
Tonight I’m gonna have possum soup made from Himalayan possum...Because I found Himalayan on the road.
The man who broke up with his longtime girlfriend went on a consolational fruit-eating binge. When asked how he was handling it, the fellow merely raised a half-eaten piece of produce. “Can't you see,” he said, “I am in the depths of this pear.“
Geez Al, that 1st photo of the horse in the goldenrod with weathered barn in background- is breathtakingly beautiful. 🎃ReplyDelete
Al, you have been doing a great job displaying the fall color changes. Thank you.ReplyDelete
Winter has certainly arrived in our neck of the woods. Seven inches of new snow today and 25 degrees! UGH!ReplyDelete
The Fall photos are just gorgeous!ReplyDelete
I see our neighbors from Canada came in yesterday. I guess if you fly in and have a house to quarantine in and keep cars here you can cross over. Plus do home grocery delivery enough to keep you going for 14 days or however long it is now.
I have often wondered about the salt that ships pick up. Is it road type salt or cooking salt or just what is it used for? And today’s ship was getting grain which I don’t recall ever reading about before? What type of grain? Thanks so much for always being informative and photogenic!ReplyDelete
It is rock (road) salt they take out of that mine. Area farmers bring their beans, corn, and wheat to these elevators to be shipped round the world.Delete
Just looking at the wonderful coloured landscape in your region must give you a real boost. So pretty especially with a bit of sunshine through it. The many different oceangoing ships in the harbour picking up salt are interesting to look at. You are lucky to live in such a great area.ReplyDelete
Hmmmm....working in the salt mines was always supposed to be the ultimate dead-end job. But how about working in the salt mines several miles out BENEATH a Great Lake??ReplyDelete
Pictures are beautiful, I have a Sumac in a pot, same bright red colour. I know how you are feeling about staying home, we are trying to make the best of it but it's not even the end Oct. and I'm sick of rain and gray skies.ReplyDelete