TODAY, I SUSPECT IT WAS A BIT OF BOTH

 ROADSIDE PEONIES

Under cool, bordering on cold moody skies, Pheebs and I followed a smattering of rain to Goderich.  And yes, I had a scratch of heat on in the Jeep.  

 IT WAS A BIG SKY MOODY MORNING

Grabbed a coffee to go at McD's and took a spin down around the harbor.  It was a cold wind coming in off Lake Huron.  On the lake's horizon, skies looked stormy over the State of Michigan to the west.  A quick stop at Goderich's 'Zehrs Supermarket' and we headed home.

 IT LOOKS LIKE MICHIGAN MAY BE HAVING STORMY WEATHER WAY OVER THERE ACROSS LAKE HURON

It was perfect weather for working outside today but alas, I couldn't seem to drag myself out of my tiredness.  Sometimes it is hard to tell if it's a tiredness of mind or tiredness of body.  Today, I suspect it was a bit of both.

Finished the last book in the Emily Of Blue Moon trilogy a couple days ago.  It was another one of those books that I wished would never end.  Readers already know how much I like author Lucy Maude Montgomery's writing so there is no need for me to say more here.   I'm well into my next book entitled, The Oceanography Of The Moon by author, Glendy Vanderah  I'm not quite sure what to think of this book yet.  

Al's Music Box:)) You Were On My Mind is a popular song by the We Five written by Sylvia Fricker in 1961.  It was originally recorded by Ian & Sylvia, but better-known versions were recorded by the We Five and Crispian St. Peters.  The song was written in a bathtub in a suite at the Hotel Earle in Greenwich Village. Fricker wrote it, her first composition, in the bathroom because "it was the only place the cockroaches would not go".  In 1965, the song was covered by an up-tempo version, with slightly altered lyrics and melody, by the California pop quintet We Five. The performance by We Five is noteworthy for the gradual buildup in intensity, starting off somewhat flowing and gentle, increasing in intensity in the third stanza and remaining so through the fourth stanza. The fifth and final stanza starts off gently and concludes very intensely, ending with a series of guitar chords.

GROANER'S CORNER:((  An elderly, but hardy cattleman from Texas once told a young female neighbor that if she wanted to live a long life, the secret was to sprinkle a pinch of gunpowder on her oatmeal each morning. She did this religiously and lived to the ripe old age of 103. She left behind 14 children, 30 grandchildren, 21 great-grandchildren, five great-great-grandchildren and a 40-foot hole in the ground where the crematorium used to be.

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