Wednesday, May 16, 2018

A BUSH LANE WALK AND WAXING OF THE MOTORHOME BEGINS

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Spring has finally kicked into high gear and things are actually looking and feeling like Spring itself again.  Pheebs and I had hoped to do another Bayfield Trail this morning but when we got there it was closed due to ‘hunting’!!  #!!%*%##

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CALM LAKE HURON WATERS FOR BAYFIELD FISHERMEN THIS MORNING

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NICE TO SEE A FEW SAIL BOATS BEGINNING TO APPEAR

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THIS DREDGING BARGE HAS BEEN BUSY DEEPENING THE HARBOR

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I DON’T THINK THIS OLD BLISTER HAS SEEN WATER FOR A LONG TIME

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SPOTTED THIS NICE LITTLE COTTAGE-HOUSE FOR SALE SOUTH OF BAYFIELD….OH GEE ONLY A MERE $700.000….OH DID I NOT MENTION IT’S LAKE FRONT

It was a short Jeep ride for Pheebs and I a few miles south of Bayfield.  Spotted us a bush lane, parked the Jeep, and took ourselves for a walk.  Lots of trilliums in the forest and how nice to be outside wandering around in a vibrantly green forest blossoming forth with new and old life.

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WE WANDERED OFF DOWN THIS BUSH LANE

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TRILLIUM FLOWER

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MAY APPLES ABOUND ON THE FOREST FLOOR

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TOWERING 12 INCH MAY APPLES MAKE FOR A SECOND FOREST CANOPY OVER THE FOREST FLOOR

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STILL NO PESKY BUGS OUT YET TO RUIN ONE’S DAY

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WILD DAFFODILS

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<<< BEECH TREES ARE THE GREATEST FOR CARVING ONE’S INITIALS INTO

Back home again I hauled out my ladders, cleaners, waxes, buffing cloths and electric buffer.  Had it in my mind for quite awhile to clean up and wax the top of the Motorhome’s front cap above the windshield.  There was absolutely no shine left on that part of the coach’s finish.  A dozen trips up and down the ladder finally saw that job finished.  Well no point in stopping there so I went on to clean and wax the whole front end.  Maybe tomorrow or Friday I’ll have a go at the rear cap and see if I can get that all waxed up as well.  Sure makes things easier when one has an electric buffer.

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PRECARIOUSLY PERCHED ATOP MY LADDER BUFFING THE FRONT CAP AVOVE THE WINDSHIELD

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KELLY SNAPS A COUPLE PHOTOS WITH HER SMART PHONE ABOVE AND BELOW

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<<< IT’S BEEN A COUPLE YEARS SINCE I LAST SCRUBBED THE RIG’S ROOF AND I WAS SURPRISED AT HOW CLEAN IT STILL IS

With the rig’s rear ladder now repaired I was soon up on the roof to check things out up there as well.  With the roof looking much cleaner than I expected the only thing left to clean up was the solar panels so I took care of that.  Don’t know where I’m getting all this energy from but experience tells me I had better capitalize on it while it’s here because I know it is not a permanent thing anymore.

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ON OUR MORNING BUSH LANE WALK I SPOTTED SOMETHING UNUSUAL ON THE RIGHT HAND SIDE OF THIS FIELD

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COMING CLOSER I SAW THAT IT WAS A ‘HUNTER’S BLIND’

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LOOKING INSIDE THE BLIND

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WHEN THE WORLD IS GETTING YOU DOWN JUST TAKE YOURSELF FOR A QUIET MORNING WALK IN A FOREST

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AN OLD ROTTING STUMP >>>

Had one bag of unopened bark mulch left over from last summer which had wintered in the shed.  Wheel barrowed it around to one of our front flower beds, opened it and dug in with both hands lifting out the mulch and carefully placing it around some daffodils.  About the 5th scoop I felt a slight tinkling tickle on my arms.  Looked down and ‘OMG’ there was about a ka-zillion million tiny ants scattering about all over my arms.  They had obviously built themselves a nest in that bag of mulch and they were just pouring out in a full state of panic.  Quickly brushed them off my arms as best I could then dumped the remaining mulch into the flower bed and exited the scene.  Came back later, no sign of any ants so I spread out the mulch and all was well.  Even me.

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GROANER’S CORNER:((  The Iowa Wage and Hour Department claimed a man owning a small farm was not paying proper wages to his help and sent an agent to interview him.  "I need a list of your employees and how much you pay them," demanded the agent. "Well, there are my hired hands. One has been with me for four years; the other for three. I pay them each $600 a week, plus free room and board. The cook has been here for 18 months, and I pay her $500 a month plus free room and board. Then there's the half-wit that works here about 18 hours a day. He takes home $10 a week and I buy him a bottle of bourbon every week," replied the farmer. "That's the guy I want to talk to; the half-wit," said the agent.  The farmer said, "That would be me."

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Abe and Esther are flying to Australia for a two-week vacation to celebrate their 40th anniversary. Suddenly, over the public address system the Captain announced, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am afraid I have some very bad news. Our engines have ceased functioning and we will attempt an emergency landing. Luckily, I see an uncharted island below us and we should be able to land on the beach. However, the odds are that we may never be rescued and will have to live on the island for the rest of our lives!"  Thanks to the skill of the flight crew, the plane lands safely on the island. An hour later Abe turns to his wife and asks, "Esther, did we pay our $5,000 PBS pledge check yet?"  "No, sweetheart," she responds.  Abe, still shaken from the crash landing, then asks, "Esther, did we pay our American Express card yet?"  "Oh, no! I'm sorry. I forgot to send the check," she says.  "One last thing, Esther. Did you remember to send checks for the Visa and MasterCard this month?" he asks.  "Oh, forgive me, Abie," begged Esther, "I didn't send that one, either."  Abe grabs her and gives her the biggest kiss in 40 years.   Esther pulls away and asks, "What was that for?"  Abe answers, "Not to worry Esther they'll find us for sure now!"

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3 comments:

  1. Our Hiker roof needs work, but I decided that I was not going to climb up there again this year..and neither was 76 year old Dennis...Not sure what will happen this Winter, but as time rolls on, we might be in our last bit of RVing...I do, however, still go out and just sit in it..It is still my "happy place"...

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  2. Glad those weren't southern red ants, Al. Their bite is miserable!

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  3. Nothing quite like a walk in the forest with no bugs!
    You have been make good use of your energy spirt.

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