SOMETIMES CLOUDY DAYS ARE A BONUS:))

YE OLDE APPLE ORCHARD

There are times when clouds can save the day and today was one of them.  Although still humid it was not nearly as bad as when the Sun turns things into a steam bath.  A slightly cooler morning made for a nicer Jeep ride and short walk.  Home again I even hooked up the utility trailer and took half a trailer load to our Park's recycle area.  I wouldn't have done that had the Sun been out.  Mowed some grass, whipper snipped, and planted additional grass seed in a few bare spots.  A rainy Tuesday is forecast as well as lower temperatures and humidity.  All are welcome:))

ONE OF HURON COUNTIES ROAD CLEAN-UP CREW MEMBERS ON THE JOB THIS MORNING

BY GOLLY I THINK THEY SLAPPED A COUPLE MORE BOARDS ON THE TIM HORTONS PROJECT

CORN'S UP ABOUT A FOOT NOW

MALLARD DUCKS

With our cloud cover thankfully still in place, Pheebs and I headed back through the forest about mid-afternoon to see what the big construction machines were up to.  Lots of noise going on the closer we got to where they were working.  I was surprised to see they already had the culverts in at the creek and were in the process of building up the roadbed.  I imagine the next time Pheebs and I are around that way we will be able to walk right across the creek on the new road.   

THESE FIRST 5 PHOTOS WERE TAKEN ON OUR SATURDAY AFTERNOON WALK

THESE CULVERTS WILL BE PUT IN PLACE MONDAY MORNING

AND THIS IS WHERE THE CULVERTS WILL GO AND WHERE THE ORANGE MACHINE GOT STUCK FRIDAY

PHEEBS AND I DECIDED NOT TO JUMP OVER THE WIDENED CREEK.....NO MORE SOAKERS FOR US GUYS:))

THESE PHOTOS WERE TAKEN TODAY

THE CULVERTS ARE ALREADY IN PLACE AND THEY ARE NOW FILLING IN WITH DIRT AND GRAVEL.....MY FAVORITE TREE ONCE STOOD ABOUT WHERE THAT FAR ORANGE MACHINE IS

THAT'S PARK OWNER KEN HUGHES DRIVING THE YELLOW LOADER MACHINE

LEADING THIS CULVERT PROJECT IS MERNER CONTRACTING

GROANER'S CORNER:(( At a remote monastery deep in the woods, the monks followed a rigid vow of silence. This vow could only be broken once a year on Christmas, by one monk, and the monk could speak only one sentence. One Christmas, Brother Thomas had his turn to speak and said, "I love the delightful mashed potatoes we have every year with the Christmas roast!" Then he sat down. Silence ensued for 365 days.The next Christmas, Brother Michael got his turn, and said, "I think the mashed potatoes are lumpy and I truly despise them!" Once again, silence ensued for 365 days. The following Christmas, Brother Paul rose and said, "I am fed up with this constant bickering!"

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