YES, HER NICKNAME SURE DOES FIT HER...TENACIOUS:))

 NO, I DON'T NEED A HAIRCUT YET

An hour after publishing Monday night's post I hopped into the Subaru and headed on out into the countryside.  With the day being clear and the night air crisp I figured it would be a good time to slip out under the stars and have myself a few thoughts.  However, I hadn't figured there would still be snow on the road where I go.  (Stirling Line) After doing some backing up I decided to have a look up and opened the Moonroof.  Not a star to be seen.  I stepped out of the car and again looked up.  Aside from 4 stars directly slightly to the south, the sky had clouded over.  Drats!!  Home I went and there basically ended my day.  

 I DIDN'T GET TOO FAR ON STIRLING LINE LAST NIGHT BEFORE HAVING TO BACK  UP

An early morning sunrise through the pine trees is always an encouraging way to start my day. And above-freezing temperatures at 33F too, knowing the day is only going to get warmer. I think we might have hit 60F today. Pheebs has again been hesitant about getting into the car for our morning car ride.  Instead of boosting her, I had to lift her up and set her on the seat the last couple of days.  I don't like doing that because at her age it could break a rib or something.  So, no car ride this morning.  With lots of Spring clean-up work here I soon had myself on the end of my wheelbarrow again and commenced with the yard work.  Before too long I had me a little campfire going in the backyard as well.  I like when that happens:))

THIS IS THE PILE OF BROKEN PINE BRANCHES I HAVE BEEN PILING UP ACROSS THE ROAD

 FIGURED I'D WORK AWAY AT REMOVING THIS OLD STUMP TODAY.....BY THE END OF THE DAY THE STUMP WAS STILL THERE AND I WAS THE OLDER ONE

Checking first to see if the road to the Park's recycling area was doable, I deemed it okay and went back to hook up the utility trailer to the Subaru.  Loaded two more wheelbarrow loads of pine needle debris into the trailer and then a bunch of broken branches from our Basswood tree and it was off to the recycling yard to unload it all.  Back again I brewed myself up a coffee, took a break, and then loaded up the utility trailer with a second load of broken pine branches from our backyard.  Oh my, it is soooooo nice to once again be outside accomplishing something instead of all that sitting in the house winter stuff!!  What a waste of precious time that is each year.  By late afternoon it felt like I was dragging two concrete posts around with me.  Looking down, I realized it was just my legs so I finally had to come into the house and sit down.  Cushioning into my comfy cozy recliner my first thought was, I'm never getting out of this chair again!! ................ I called Aunt Jean tonight and she's on the mend gaining a bit of strength each day.  She's optimistic about her future and her positive attitude has pulled her through another close call.  Yes, her nickname sure does fit her....Tenacious:))

 MY FIRST UTILITY TRAILER LOAD OF YARD WASTE FOR 2025

 OFFLOADED AT THE RECYCLING AREA

 MY SECOND LOAD

Al's Music Box Seventh Son sung by Johnny Rivers is a rhythm and blues song written by Willie Dixon. The title refers to the seventh son of a seventh son of folklore, which Dixon referenced previously in his "Hoochie Coochie Man". The lyrics include: "Now everybody's talkin' about the seventh son.  But in the whole round world, there is only one.  I'm the one, yes, I'm the one.  I'm the one they call the seventh son".  Johnny Rivers recorded the song as the lead track for his album 'Meanwhile Back at the Whisky a Go Go' in 1965. Also released as a single, "The Seventh Son" was one of Rivers's most popular singles.  In the early 1960s, Johnny Rivers recorded several albums at the Whisky a Go Go,, a popular music venue in West Hollywood, California.  In an AllMusic album review, Bruce Eder noted about the opening track, 'Seventh Son' – Rivers takes an approach that manages to intersect with swamp rock, white soul, and garage punk, all neatly wrapped up in three minutes so potent that it shot to the Top Ten on the Billboard Hot 100." The single version peaked at number seven on July 2, 1965, and topped RPM magazine's Top Singles chart.

 WHAT DO YOU THINK THE CHANCES ARE OF ME LOSING MY MITTS BEFORE THE END OF THE DAY

GROANER'S CORNER:(( The Reverend Francis Norton woke up Sunday morning and realizing it was an exceptionally beautiful and sunny early spring day, decided he just had to play golf.  So... he told the Associate Pastor that he was feeling sick and convinced him to say Mass for him that day. As soon as the Associate Pastor left the room, Father Norton headed out of town to a golf course about forty miles away. This way he knew he wouldn't accidentally meet anyone he knew from his parish.  Setting up on the first tee, he was alone. After all, it was Sunday morning and everyone else was in church!  At about this time, Saint Peter leaned over to the Lord while looking down from the heavens and exclaimed, "You're not going to let him get away with this, are you?"  The Lord sighed, and said, "No, I guess not." Just then Father Norton hit the ball and it shot straight towards the pin, dropping just short of it, rolled up and fell into the hole. It WAS A 420 YARD HOLE IN ONE! St. Peter was astonished. He looked at the Lord and asked, "Why did you let him do that?"  The Lord smiled and replied, "Who's he going to tell?"

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A little girl is sitting on her grandpa's lap and studying the wrinkles on his old face. She gets up the nerve to rub her fingers over the wrinkles. Then she touches her own face and looks more puzzled. Finally the little girl asks, "Grandpa, did God make you?"  "He sure did honey, a long time ago," replies her grandpa.  "Well, did God make me?" asks the little girl.

"Yes, He did, and that wasn't too long ago," answers her grandpa.  "Boy," says the little girl, "He's sure doing a lot better job these days isn't He?"

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- "I married an Irishman on St. Patrick's Day."
"Oh, really?"  "No, O'Reilly!"

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A parish priest was being honored at a dinner on the twenty-fifth anniversary of his arrival in that parish. A leading local politician, who was a member of the congregation, was chosen to make the presentation and give a little speech at the dinner, but he was delayed in traffic, so the priest decided to say his own few words while they waited.  "You will understand," he said, "the seal of the confessional, can never be broken. However, I got my first impressions of the parish from the first confession I heard here. I can only hint vaguely about this, but when I came here twenty-five years ago I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place. The very first chap who entered my confessional told me how he had stolen a television set, and when stopped by the police, had almost murdered the officer. Further, he told me he had embezzled money from his place of business and had an affair with his boss's wife. I was appalled. But as the days went on I knew that my people were not all like that, and I had, indeed come to, a fine parish full of understanding and loving people."  Just as the priest finished his talk, the politician arrived full of apologies at being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and give his talk.  "I'll never forget the first day our parish priest arrived in this parish," said the politician. "In fact, I had the honor of being the first one to go to him in confession."

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