A nice warm sunny morning to start the day off with our country road walk. Here's a curious thing. Many years ago when I was in public school, music was part of the curriculum and as a group, we learned songs to sing. One of those songs I learned way back then has stayed in my head all these years and I have often used it when first starting out on a brisk walk by myself. The two keywords there were 'by myself.' Now, it is only the first verse and the chorus of this particular song I readily remember but that is what I belt out while walking. And my version, which is quicker than this version, matches my step. Here then is The Bonnie Bonnie Banks Of Loch Lomond. Also, my other walking song is this one, Ghost Riders In The Sky I can't remember the words of course but boy oh boy I can use my voice to do some real mean crazy guitar work on this one as I'm walking along. Even corn stalks have been known to wilt as I pass by. Okay, and I do have a third one I do as well. Blue Skies:))
THIS HEALTHY-LOOKING CORNFIELD IS TESTAMENT THAT I DID NOT WALK BY HERE DOING MY GUITAR VERSION OF GHOST RIDERS THIS IS ONE OF THE OPTIONS FARMERS HAVE FOR WORKING WITH THOSE LARGE BALES
CONCRETE BEING BOARD FOR WHAT PROBABLY WILL BE ANOTHER CATTLE BARN ON THIS FARM |
I HAVE ALWAYS ADMIRED THIS FARM'S FLOWERBED AND VEGETABLE GARDEN AREA |
A RELAXING MID-WEEK BREAK AT THE LAKE
University Hospital called this morning and Kelly has to be there Friday afternoon for a Cat Scan so we will be heading back to London in a couple days.
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Mr. Jones, the elementary school principal, made it a practice to visit the classes from time to time. One day he walked into Miss Sandy Smith's 4th grade class, where the children were studying American History. Mr. Jones asked the class how many states they could name. They came up with about 40 names. Miss Sandy Smith came up with four more. Not impressed, Mr. Jones told them that in his day students knew the names of all the states. From the back of the room, Little Johnny yelled, "Yeah, but in those days there were only 13 States!!"
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Telephone message to the tune of the 'Camptown Races':
I can't come to the telephone; doo-dah, doo-dah.
Leave your message when you hear the tone; oh, de doo-dah day.
Might be gone all night... Might be gone all day...
So leave a message when you hear the tone.
I'll call you back someday...
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Blue Skies is one of the songs I hum while out walking too. In the winter, I hum Walking in a Winter Wonderland. All good!
ReplyDeleteWill be thinking of Kelly on Friday afternoon and saying a prayer that all goes well. Take care Bayfield Bunch.
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