A PLEASANT DAY & A TIRED 'GOODNIGHT'

The person I was to pick up with the mobility van in a neighboring town this morning was a 'no show' so my nice leisurely drive to Stratford Ontario was canceled for the day.

ONE OF THIS WEEK'S SUNRISES.........

Figured I might as well grab a small coffee at McDonald's before heading back & wouldn't you know it, the older drive-thru lady commented on the humid weather as she handed me my change & said, there you go 'dear:))'  Well, to say I drove out of there under a huge cloud of guilt about last night's blog would be an understatement.  Say, you don't suppose she read the blog do you??  Now that would be an awesome thought:))

    

A CHILDREN'S WORKSHOP OUTSIDE THE OLD LOG CABIN AT THE GODERICH MUSEUM

Another mobility van run materialized this afternoon taking me on a great 4 hour cruise through the countryside between a couple of hospital stops. 

A big thanks to Lisa & Bill for having the time & interest to add themselves to our Blog Follower's list.  You are brave people indeed.  With Chuck & Anneke's 150th you have come in as our 151rst followers & completed a final goal for me.  I thank you for that.

I have another 'Crack of Dawn' start tomorrow so that's it for me tonight.  My blogs have become waaaaaaay too long & waaaaaay to involved lately & I think my head, & yours, need a break.....................10-4 

In lieu of Groaners Corner tonight, I leave you with this.................

(Although our name is on this painting it is not ours)

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.

He remembered dying, and that his dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.

When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and his dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'

'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered. 'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked.

Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up.'The man gestured, and the gate began to open.

'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler asked.

'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'

The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.

As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.

'Excuse me!' he called to the man... 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'

'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.

'There should be a bowl by the pump.'
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to his faithful dog.

When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.

'This is Heaven,' he answered.
'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too..'
'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?  ''Nope. That's hell.'
'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that," the traveler said.

'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.'

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