A big bright sunshiny day at 39F with Friday predicted to be even 10 degrees warmer under another day of blue skies and sunshine. Despite a brisk northeast wind, Pheebs and I did make it out for our morning gravel road walk. Just a nice overall feeling to be out walking in the countryside's early morning fresh air. However, with things to do we headed right back home again and I busied myself with more pine needle raking. This time I did our bunny trail area and I have another utility trailer load about ready to go. I also cleaned both roof vents in our little 26' Winnebago. I think I had another half dozen small projects on the go but I'm so tired right now I can't remember what they were.
|MID-SPRING TREE BUDS IN A FOREST ALONGSIDE OUR WALKING ROAD|
|WHEREVER THERE ARE HUMANS THERE WILL BE CARELESS GARBAGE|
It is looking like our Park sale is on the up and up this time and is set to take place in a couple days. We don't know too much about the new owner except that he is in his late 30's Dutch fella by the name of Andy from down around the Lucan area. He's married and has a few kids and we heard he may be in the Park Friday with several of his children. We have our fingers crossed that we will soon see some necessary and long overdue improvements in our Park.
|I THINK THIS MIGHT BE AN EASTERN TOWHEE|
|OUR DAILY GRACKLE GANG|
|'WAS THAT A UFO THAT JUST WENT BY CLIVE"" I DON'T KNOW BUT HERE COMES ANOTHER ONE'|
|A TWO-POINT LANDING|
|I THINK THESE TWO HAD A LITTLE TIFF AND ARE NOW NOT SPEAKING TO EACH OTHER|
Our recent snowfall has already melted but I have a few front yard bird photos I took Wednesday afternoon that didn't make it into my Wednesday post.
|'HEY YA BIG BLUE GOOSE HOW'S ABOUT I COME OVER THERE AND GIVE YOU A GOOD PECKING'|
|'YA RED, YOU COULDN'T EVEN PECK YOUR WAY OUT OF A WET MARSHMALLO'|
|'YA WELL YOUR OLD LADY WEARS ARMY BOOTS YA FAT OLD BLUE CANARY'|
|'YOU'RE ABOUT AS FUNNY AS A DEAD PEANUT RED, I'M OUGHTA HERE'|
|'YA AND DON'T COME BACK TWINKLE TOES'|
Kelly is finding herself between a rock and a hard place concerning her health since returning home from a recent week in the hospital. When she takes the medications that were prescribed for her liver condition at that time she becomes nauseated, experiences weakness, and feels fatigued. If she doesn't take those meds she feels fine but then the liver disease effects return and cause their own set of problems. It is a difficult time for her.
|THIS MOURNING DOVE THINKS HE'S A ROBIN AND IS STALKING A JUICY DEW WORM|
|I' DON'T CARE WHAT ANYBODY SAYS, AT LEAST I'M NOT A BIRDBRAIN'|
|'DID THAT FURRY FLEABAG SQUIRREL JUST CALL ME A BIRDBRAIN!!|
|'HEY DOVEY, GET ANY WORMS YET, YUK-YUK'|
|'I THINK THOSE GRACKLES ARE JUST A BUNCH OF SMART ASSES!!'|
|THAT BALL OF FUR IN THE TREE IS A BLACK SQUIRREL|
|HERE'S A BLUE JAY CONTEMPLATING ITS TOES|
GROANER'S CORNER:(( A notorious mafia boss is looking for a new man to make weekly collections from all the private businesses that he is "protecting." Feeling the heat from the police force, he decides to use a deaf person for the job so that even if he were to get caught, he wouldn't be able to communicate to the police what he was doing. On his first week, the deaf collector picks up over $50,000. He then gets greedy and decides to keep the money and stashes it in a safe place. The mafia boss soon realizes that his collection is late and sends some of his hoods after the deaf collector. The hoods find the deaf collector and ask him where the money is. The deaf collector can't communicate with them, so the hoods drag the guy to an interpreter. One of the hoods says to the interpreter, "Ask him where the money is." The interpreter signs, "Where is the money?" The deaf man replies, "I don't know what you're talking about." The interpreter tells the hood, "He says he doesn't know what you're talking about." The hood pulls out a .38 pistol and places it in the ear of the deaf collector. "Now ask him where the money is." The interpreter signs, "Where is the money?" The deaf man signs, "The $50,000 is in Central Park, hidden in the third tree stump on the left from the West 78th Street gate." The interpreter says to the hood, "He says he still doesn't know what you're talking about and doesn't think you have the guts to pull the trigger!"