SOME MORNINGS JUST GO FASTER THAN OTHERS

Another fine summer's morn so Pheebs and I headed straightaway to our walking spot in the countryside.  On our first and second walks a few days ago I didn't carry my larger DSLR camera with me and although I walked faster it felt like I was walking along with no pants on.  Solved that dilemma this morning by slipping my smaller Sony RX 100 point and shoot into my shirt pocket.  Problem solved and if a flying saucer lands on the road in front of me at least I have a camera with me:))

 THIS BALER WAS PARKED ALONGSIDE OUR WALKING ROAD THIS MORNING

 THIS MACHINE MAKES THOSE BIG ROUND BALES OF HAY OR STRAW 

 THERE IS A REASON THIS MACHINE IS HERE...HAVE YOU NOTICED WHAT IT IS

 HERE IS THE EAST FACING SIDE OF THE MACHINE AND A CLUE

 HERE IS THE WEST SIDE OF THE MACHINE.....AND THE WHOLE WHEEL IS MISSING

 WHEN THE BALE IS FORMED INSIDE, THE BACK OF THIS MACHINE LIFTS UP, AND THE BIG BALE ROLES OUT DOWN THAT LITTLE RAMP....AND HERE IS HOW IT WORKS

AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS HOSE REEL OPERATION IS DOING

Following our walk, it was straight away off to Goderich we went.  Gas at the Solo gas bar, coffee to go at McDonalds, and we lined ourselves up for a spin down around the harbor.  People were already setting up their tables and chairs for a day at the beach.  Lake Huron was calm.

 PADDLEBOARDS SEEM TO BE A POPULAR WATER SPORT

 JUST FOLLOW ME SON

 YOOOO, BEYOND YONDER HORIZON LIES THE GREAT LAND OF AMERICA

WORKERS WERE BUSY SPRUCING UP THE SHORELINE

 "AWWW COME ON TOM IT'S MY TURN TO RIDE IN THE TRAILER"

 A COUPLE GUYS JOGGING IN LOCK-STEP

 I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M HEADED BUT I'M GOING TO KEEP ON PADDLING ANYWAY

 I WONDER WHERE THAT LADY PADDLER WAS GOING MABEL

 PEOPLE ARRIVE  AT THE BEACH EARLY TO SECURE THE BEST SPOTS UNDER THE TREES

From the harbor, we headed for Walmart and picked up a few things before heading home.  I was surprised to see it was nearly 11 a.m.  Some mornings just go faster than others.   

GROANER'S CORNER:((   Morris walks out into the street and manages to get a taxi just going by. He gets into the taxi, and the cab driver says, “Perfect timing. You're just like Dave.”  “Who?”  “Dave Aronson. There's a guy who did everything right. Like my coming along when you needed a cab. It would have happened like that to Dave.”  “There are always a few clouds over everybody,” says Morris.  “Not Dave. He was a terrific athlete. He could have gone on the pro tour in tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star.”  “He was something, huh?”  “He had a memory like a trap. Could remember everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which fork to eat with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and I black out the whole neighborhood.”  “No wonder you remember him.”  “Well, I never actually met Dave.”  “Then how do you know so much about him?” asks Morris.  “Because I married his widow.”

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You might be a redneck if your home has more miles on it than your car.

Your Christmas tree is still up in February. 

There is a stuffed possum somewhere in your house.

- You hammer bottle caps into the frame of your front door to make it look nice.
- You own a homemade fur coat.
- Your wife can climb a tree faster than your cat.
- Your momma has "ammo" on her Christmas list.

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