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| A FOREST WALK THIS MORNING |
We had Subie's front windows down even before we left the carport. Although cloudy, it was already 66F and felt totally tropical for November. Before heading out of the Park we slipped around to see if the second half of the new house had arrived, and it had. The two halves weren't joined together yet and I'm curious how they do that. Using my common sense reasoning I figure they get 25 guys lined up on one of the half sizes and 25 guys lined up along the side of the other half. Upon the command.....'Heave-Ho-Push' and amidst the sounds of grunting and groaning the two halves slowly approach each other, and then 'SNAP' they are joined together. The next sound one hears is a joyous 50-man shout going up followed by the sounds of 50 beer bottles being opened. I did say it could be all men doing the pushing, right? Thought so....that explains the beer eh. Had it been women doing the pushing it might have been the sound of 25 wine corks popping out of bottles as the ladies shared their apertif with each other. Oh come on....it could happen:))
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| THE SECOND HALF OF THE HOUSE HAS ARRIVED BUT THE HALVES ARE NOT JOINED YET |
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| NOT QUITE JOINED TOGETHER YET |
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| WHEN IT'S ALL SET UP FOR AN OPEN HOUSE I WILL TAKE SOME INTERIOR PICTURES |
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| THIS UNIT LENDS ITSELF TO A FULL-LENGTH COVERED DECK |
Not feeling like going too far again this morning Pheebs and I slipped into Bayfield for a drive down around the harbor and through the town. Work has already begun at dismantling all the summer boat docks along both sides of the Bayfield River.
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| CLOUDY SKIES OVER LAKE HURON |
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| PULLING THE BOAT DOCK'S STEEL ANCHORING POLES OUT OF THE WATER |
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| IT'S A TWO-MAN CREW THAT DOES ALL THIS WORK |
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| THESE DOCKS WILL BE LIFTED OUT OF THE WATER AND STACKED ON THE SHORE UNTIL NEXT SPRING |
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| THOSE TWO WORKERS HAVE THEIR WORK CUT OUT FOR THEM |
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| I WONDER IF ALL TACOMA TRUCKS COME WITH REAR GUNNERS |
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| A STONE MASON AT WORK AT A MAJOR HOUSE RENOVATION PROJECT IN BAYFIELD |
Taking advantage of the warmer weather we headed off to the Bayfield cemetery for a walk in the forest there. Heading across an open field area to reach the forest, southern winds were so strong they blew my hat off and set it to tumbling northward. That in turn set me off tumbling after it. In the forest itself, the wind roared through the trees overhead trying its best to strip them of every leaf. This warm wind will be a good thing for drying out wet farm fields in the area. There is still a lot of corn fields waiting to be harvested and I'm sure farmers are anxious to get their big machines back out into the fields before the snow flies.
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| ENTRANCE TO THE CEMETERY FOREST |
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| PHEEBS SHUFFLES THROUGH THE FOREST LEAVES |
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| THERE MUST BE WOODPECKERS NEARBY |
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| BEECH TREE LEAVES |
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| THERE ARE MANY BEECH TREES IN THIS FOREST |
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| HEADING BACK TO THE CAR |
Although feeling on the tired side (Oh Geeezzz what else is new) I was able to reach my right leg far enough around behind me to be able give myself a royal biggly roundhouse of a kick to get me out of the door. Once outside, the Energy Bunny side of myself kicked in, and with leaf rake, pitchfork, and wheelbarrow, I was off and running around the place like a frenzied fluster of french fries. A few brief sunsplashes spurred me along. And yes, it was short sleeve weather too if one was outside working up a sweat.....like me. We hit 70F today:))))
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| JUNCO |
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| BLUE JAY |
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| NUTHATCH |
I finished my book, The Story Collector by author Evie Woods. I enjoyed her other book, The Lost Bookshop so I thought I'd give this one a try. I also enjoyed this book very much despite the word 'romance' in describing the story. I nearly passed it by because of that word but I'm glad it didn't. A lite and necessary touch of romance perhaps, but nothing sappy. The story takes place in two parts in two different eras in Ireland. It is the old Ireland with its mysteries, legends, and folklore that I loved so much in this story. Evie Woods is a good storyteller.
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| A COUPLE OF AUTUMN MAILBOXES ALONG THE WAY |
Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.
Keep skunks and bankers at a distance.
Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.
A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.
Words that soak into your ears are whispered… not yelled. Meanness doesn’t just happen overnight.
Forgive your enemies; it messes up their heads.
Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.
It doesn’t take a very big person to carry a grudge.
You cannot unsay a cruel word.
Every path has a few puddles.
When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
The best sermons are lived, not preached.
Most of the stuff people worry about ain’t never gonna happen anyway.
Don’t judge folks by their relatives.
Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
Live a good, honorable life… then when you get older and think back, you’ll enjoy it a second time.
Don't interfere with somethin’ that ain’t bothering you none.
Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a Rain dance.
If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.
Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.
The biggest troublemaker you’ll probably ever have to deal with watches you from the mirror every mornin’.
Always drink upstream from the herd.
Good judgment comes from experience and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.
Lettin’ the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin’ it back in.
If you get to thinkin’ you’re a person of some influence, try orderin’ somebody else’s dog around..
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.
Most times, it just gets down to common sense.
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Two little sports-minded boys were talking.....'It's not whether you win or lose, it's how your parents behave at the game'.
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