NO SIGN OF THE BLACK BEAR LAST NIGHT

 PHEEBS AND REACH THE EAST SIDE OF THE CEMETERY FOREST

Another mighty nice morning so Pheebs and I headed to the Bayfield cemetery for a walk in the forest on the cemetery's east side.  We had never walked to the other side of the forest so that was our goal.  Pheebs did fine because there were lots of interesting forest smells for her to check out.  

 ENTERING THE DARK FOREST FROM THE CEMETERY SIDE

 WE FOUND A CORN FIELD ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BUSH

 HEADING BACK INTO THE DARK FOREST

 EXITING THE BUSH ON THE CEMETERY SIDE

Feeling better, Kelly headed off to the dentist in Exeter for a fitting.  Knowing it wouldn't be a long appointment she drove there herself.  Pheebs and I hung out at home and I again spent a few hours puttering around in the front yard.  Washed all the outside sunroom windows plus our larger east-facing living room window.

 A RED-WINGED BLACKBIRD IN A TREE BESIDE THE PARK'S POND

 IN ONE OF OUR FLOWER BEDS

Temperatures and humidity are on the rise again so hot and sticky weather is headed our way:(( With a nice breeze this afternoon, Pheebs and I headed off for a toddle around the Park's pond.  It was a one-turtle walk.

 THIS WAS THE ONLY PAINTED TURTLE WE SAW

 I'M SITTING ON THE REST-A-BIT BENCH:))

No sign of the Black Bear last night and we haven't seen or heard from anyone else in the Park who saw or heard from it either.  Might just have been a one-time occurrence. 

Al's Music Box:)) Cool Water by Marty Robbins is a song written in 1936 by Bob Nolan. It is about a parched man and his mule traveling a wasteland tormented by mirages. Members of the Western Writers of America chose it as No. 3 on the Top 100 Western songs of all time.  It was first recorded by The Sons of the Pioneers on March 27, 1941, for Decca Records.   

 IN ONE OF OUR HANGING FLOWER POTS

GROANER'S CORNER:(( "How was your game, dear?" asked Jack's wife Tracy.  "Well, I was hitting pretty well, but my eyesight's gotten so bad I couldn't see where the ball went," he answered.  "You're 75 years old, Jack!" admonished his wife, "Why don't you take my brother Scott along?"  "But he's 85, forgetful, and doesn't play golf anymore," protested Jack.  "But he's got perfect eyesight. He would watch the ball for you," Tracy pointed out.  The next day Jack teed off with Scott looking on. Jack swung and the ball disappeared down the middle of the fairway. "Do you see it?" asked Jack.  "Yup," Scott answered.  "Well, where is it?" yelled Jack, peering off into the distance.  Scott replied, "I forgot."

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- I told my physical therapist that I broke my arm in two places.  He told me to stop going to those places.

- Do you ever get up in the morning, look in the mirror & think, "That can't be right!"

- - I want to be 14 again & ruin my life differently. I have new ideas.

- What did one raspberry say to the other?
I love you berry much.

- What do you call two birds in love?
Tweet-hearts!

- Apparently RSVP'ing to a wedding invitation with "Maybe next time" isn't the correct response.

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