OUR QUIET NEIGHBOURHOOD IS CHANGING

SCHOOL BUS SHELTER AT THE END OF A LONG FARM LANEWAY

Instead of heading out looking for a cool forest path to walk this morning Pheebs and I changed things up a bit and reverted back to our old habit of simply wandering around some dusty old back country roads enjoying Huron Counties rural scenery.  We did manage a couple leg stretches with one short walk on the Maitland Trail north of Clinton.  A few miles, a few photos, and we were home again.

Due partially to the returned heat and humidity I couldn’t seem to get myself into the swing of things this afternoon.  Too hot and sweaty to be outside so I basically just crumpled myself up in my recliner and watched television most of the afternoon.  Thank heavens for nature programs and documentaries.

FIELDS OF BEANS

CORN FIELDS FOR AS FAS AS THE EYE CAN SEE

STOPPED ALONGSIDE THE ROAD FOR A LEG STRETCH

Our neighborhood is changing.  Richard and Gayle’s house has already sold and they will be leaving soon.  New people moving in.  Around the corner from us lots are being cleared with more new people to come.  Some are already here.  We’ve heard 6 more lots have been sold and people are waiting to get into our Park.  Don’t know what has happened all of a sudden this summer because it sure was not that way in here before. 

We’ve had it pretty good here for 15 years with not a lot of traffic out front.  I said to Kelly we’ll be needing a traffic light at our corner soon.  It’s progress I guess and one either gets in step with it or they don’t.  I sure wished we had found us a quiet little place in the country a few years ago while we still had the chance.  With the skyrocketing real estate prices in this area it’s too late for us now. 

STOPPED FOR A SHORT WALK ON THE MAITLAND TRAIL

I’M GUESSING THIS MUST BE SOME KIND OF FUNGUS OR LICHEN

 

WE ALWAYS SEEM TO FIND OUR WAY BACK TO THE JEEP

There are some kinds of changes I like and some kinds of changes I have trouble with.  If it was just me I think I would probably climb into the Motorhome, point the nose down the road, and drive off into the sunset in search of quieter people free places.

GROANER'S CORNER:((  Two Hindu swamis were in conversation. One said to the other, "How did you like my latest book, 'The Art of Levitation'? "His companion replied, "It kept me up all night."

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