MY SON DROPPED IN TO SEE ME TODAY

After my Friday night phone call to Aunt Jean, who by the way is doing fine, I headed out the door under a canopy of stars and wasn't long in arriving at my night sky viewing place.  The cool night air was so clear that I was able to easily see the Milky Way despite my compromised eyes. (cataracts)  A lot of constellations were clearly visible, and I saw eleven high-flying aircraft, one meteor, one iridium flash, and two satellites.  It's always amazing to think that in each of those aircraft, there are two or three hundred people inside a round metal tube between six and seven miles high in the dark night sky, traveling five and six hundred miles an hour.  And many of them are probably sound asleep, and the ones who aren't can't see the ground or where the heck they're going anyway.  I think I kind of like it down here with my feet planted firmly on solid ground.  Oh wait a minute, it was so dark out Friday night with no Moon....that I couldn't see the ground either.

ON THE EXTREME RIGHT A PINPOINT OF RED LIGHT CAN BE SEEN, AND THAT I THE COMMUNICATION TOWER BETWEEN MY PLACE AND BAYFIELD, AND THOSE ARE THE  LIGHTS OF BAYFIELD TO THE LEFT OF THE RED LIGHT....ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE PHOTO CAN BE SEEN THE GLOW OF LIGHTS FROM GRAND BEND DOWN THE COAST

My son Sean messaged me last week from Beamsville, Ontario, wondering if I would be available today if he dropped in for a visit.  It had been four years since I last saw him, and it was great to see him roll into the driveway this morning at 10:30.  We had a lot of catching up to do.  I am so proud to see the fine young man he has become, and I am so pleased that my love of music passed on from me to him, and in much bigger ways than I could have ever imagined or hoped for.  Sean Croley...Music Engineer. The weather was nice enough for us to sit on our front porch, and after a couple of hours we headed to the Woodland Drive-in where Sean bought me lunch.  Of course, I had my usual foot-long hot dog with the works.  Sitting at a picnic table in the warm Sun, I was glad that we were able to talk about a few things that we had not talked about previously, and I felt much closer to Sean at that time.  After I forgot to stop at Tim Hortons for a couple of coffees to go, we were home again, and our conversation on the porch continued till after 3 p.m. when it was time for Sean to begin his long two and a half hour drive back to Beamsville.  All in all, it was time well spent today, and I was finally able to make a few important decisions based on our conversation.  I hope to be seeing more of Sean in the future.  And his lovely wife Kim as well.

 A NICE AUTUMN DAY AT THE WOODLAND DRIVE-IN

 SEAN BACKS OUT OF THE DRIVEWAY AND SETS COURSE FOR HOME

Memories Music Box:: You'll Never Find Another Love Like Mine by Lou Rawls.

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Did you hear about the author in jail? They put him in the writer’s block. Couldn’t get past his first sentence.

- After watching me read War and Peace, my son asked me, “Dad, why is your book so thick?” I said, “Well, it’s a long story.”

- What do clouds wear underneath their pants?  Thunderwear.
  
- What’s the leading cause of dry skin?
Towels.

- I don't have attitude; I've got a personality you can't handle.

- A book fell on my head. I can only blame my shelf.

- I’m reading a book about anti-gravity.
I just can’t put it down.

- That book about Mt. Everest was quite a cliffhanger.

- Have you heard about Waldo? He went abroad and found himself.

- I’ve written a book about falling down a staircase. It’s a step-by-step guide.

Q: What do you call 2,000 mockingbirds?
A: Two kilo Mockingbird.
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'OH-OH'. BUT NOT TO WORRY

 IN OUR PARK TODAY

Thursday's all-day rain ended sometime in the night, and our skies finally cleared late Friday morning.  How nice to feel the warming rays of the sun on our 60F. day.  Despite muddy conditions, I hooked up the utility trailer and hauled a load of branches and yard waste to the Park's recycling area. Woodsy slipped back to Stratford yesterday and will return Sunday.  I think we may still have a few E-bike days left before our weather once again goes into the dumpster for the next six months.  By the way, in case you were wondering...we don't turn the clocks back till Sunday, November 1st at 2 a.m. local time:))

 A FEW COWS ON MY WAY HOME FROM MY MORNING WALK

 THAT'S QUITE A COLORFUL HIPPIE NOSE RING

Undaunted by yesterday's carelessness, I was right back outside this afternoon with my Swede saw and clippers, trimming more dead branches off the Basswood tree.   'Oh-Oh', but not to worry, I didn't cut my extension power cord again this time.  But I did have to cut my trimming short after a while when the pain in my upper back and lower neck began biting at me again.  This blasted aging thing is the pits!!

 I THINK MANY AREA CORN FIELDS ARE ONLY WEEKS AWAY FROM HARVEST

 SUMAC TREES ARE SPORTING THEIR FIERY RED LEAVES

 AUTUMN COLORS ARE SLOWLY SPREADING

 OUR PARK'S SOUTH END

Memories Music Box::  Rock The Boat by the Hues Corporation.

 IN OUR PARK TODAY

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A minister told his congregation, "Next week I plan to preach about the sin of lying. To help you understand my sermon, I want you all to read Mark 17." The following Sunday, as he prepared to deliver his sermon, the minister asked for a show of hands. He wanted to know how many had read Mark 17. Every hand went up. The minister smiled and said, "Mark has only sixteen chapters. I will now proceed with my sermon on the sin of lying."

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Q: What do you call a dog wearing ear muffs?
A: Anything you want -- he can't hear you.

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Knock Knock
Who's there?
Heaven!
Heaven who?
Heaven seen you in ages!

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On the Listening Tour, a prominent politician was pleased and proud that the local sandwich shop in a town he was visiting had named a sandwich after him.
He was somewhat less pleased after he found out what was in it. "Mostly baloney," said the proprietor.

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A female student wished to make some potassium hydroxide solution and decided to throw a large lump of potassium into a bucket of water. Her professor observed what she was about to do, out of the corner of his eye and hurried towards her, and after confirming this was what she was intending to do, asked her first to stir the water in the bucket for five minutes before adding the potassium.
She was puzzled and ran after him to ask the purpose of this action. 'It will give me time to get clear of the building,' said the professor.

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