Sunshine:)) Need I say more? Well, I guess I better. Pheebs and I headed out straight away to our country road walking spot but it was more than just for a walk. I knew there to be more broken corn cobs along the outer row of the east side recently harvested cornfield. Despite the icy cold north wind, I was able to find half a dozen complete cobs and another dozen or so broken cobs. Then, to add a bonus to my corn collection I found a corn spill just up the road which, with the cobs already in my pail, nearly filled it up. Then, even a little further up the road, I found a real 'bonanza' of corn spilled beside the road in the grass. However, my big frog-catching white pail was pretty much full so I had no room to scoop it up. The first thing I did when we got back home was to check Sunday's weather and with it calling for snow I figured I had better get back out there and scoop up that corn while it was still dry and not buried under forty feet of snow. So, that is what I did. With today's haul, the birds and squirrels should be in good shape this winter, and maybe some bunnies too. I will keep my bucket and shovel in the Jeep for a while in case we come across any more corn spills. Always better to have too much than not enough.
THE COBS OF CORN I FOUND THIS MORNING WERE ALONG THIS OUTER ROW NEXT TO THE GRASS AND THE ROAD |
BY GOLLY AND THERE BE THE CORN COBS IN THE FROG CATCHING PAIL NOW |
THIS IS THE FIRST SMALL CORN SPILL WE CAME ACROSS |
WE STILL HAVE A FEW TOUCHES OF COLOR IN OUR FRONT YARD |
THE WATER IN BOTH OUR BIRD BATHS IS FROZE.....I FORGOT TO CLEAN ALL THE SUNBURST LOCUST TREE LEAVES OUT BUT I WILL DO THAT AS SOON AS THE ICE THAWS |
AND THIS IS THE 'BONANZA' CORN SPILL |
SO FAR, THIS IS MY WINTER CORN SUPPLY |
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Joe from northern Montana, heard a rumor that his father, grandfather and great-grandfather had all walked on water on their 21st birthdays. So, on his 21st birthday, Joe and his good friend Brian headed out to the lake. "If they did it, I can too!" he insisted. When Joe and Brian arrived at the lake, they rented a boat and began paddling. When they got to the middle of the lake, Joe stepped off of the side of the boat... and damn near drowned. Furious and somewhat shamed, he and Brian headed for home. When Joe arrived back at the family farm, he asked his grandmother for an explanation. "Grandma, why can I not walk on water like my father, and his father, and his father before him?" The feeble old grandmother took Joe by the hands, looked into his eyes, and explained, "That's because your father, grandfather, and great-grandfather were born in January... you were born in July, dear."
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Two psychiatrists were walking down a hall.
One turned to the other and said, "Hello."
The other one thought, "I wonder what he meant by that."
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Why were the rock couple breaking up?
Because they took each other for granite.
Why did the rock decide to hit the gym?
Because he wanted to be bigger and boulder.
What did the stone want to be when it grew up? A rock star.
Which rock group is made up of four men who can’t sing? Mount Rushmore.
Which magazine do rocks subscribe to?
The Rolling Stone.
Why is a moon rock tastier than an earth rock? Because it’s a little meteor.
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Both the news about all the corn you gathered and Aunt Jean are so nice ,put together this post makes great news, Mary
ReplyDeleteOur black-bellied whistling ducks have moved on and the boat-tailed grackles have taken their place. Going through lots of peanuts & sunflower seeds that the squirrels love too. Nice that both birds are loud as my hearing can't hear the little birds any more. You have the best bird photos, Al. Thanks and great job on the free corn! ~ BarbinFL
ReplyDeleteAs for your corn gathering efforts around the farms, I wonder how much bulk corn sells for at the local co-ops or farm feed stores in your area. Fifty pounds of triple cleaned, shelled, corn sells for $8.50 a bag down here in the lower forty eight this week. I go through a thousand to fifteen hundred pounds each winter feeding our local deer herd in our front yard. I do know your wildlife appreciate your efforts.
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