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|
|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.“