KELLY'S HOME:))))))

 EMPTY GRAIN BINS IN SATURDAY'S EVENING TWILIGHT AWAIT THEIR LOADS OF WHEAT

With the weather being so nice again Saturday night, Pheebs and set out for an evening spin around the countryside.  We came across a farmer combining wheat so I was able to get a few pics of that operation. 

 OUR AREA'S WHEAT HARVEST IS IN FULL SWING AS THIS COMBINES ROLLS INTO VIEW

 A TRACTOR WITH A GRAIN BIN ON BEHIND WAITS FOR THE APPROACHING COMBINE

THE COMBINE APPROACHES THE WAITING TRACTOR AND BIN

 THE TRACTOR IS NOW MOVING AS THE COMBINE PULLS UP ALONGSIDE

 WITHOUT STOPPING, THE COBINE TRANSFERS ITS LOAD OF WHEAT INTO THE TRACTOR;S GRAIN BIN

 YOU CAN SEE THE COMBINE'S OPERATOR HERE

 BOTH THESE VEHICLES ARE IN MOTION

 MOVING IN UNISON

 AT THIS POINT I SPOTTED A SECOND COMBINE 

 THE TRACTOR WITH ITS GRAIN BIN FULL NOW HEADS OUT TO THE ROAD WHERE THREE 18-WHEEL TRUCKS AWAIT TO TRANSPORT THE WHEAT TO AREA GRAIN TERMINALS

 IN THE NEXT FEW DAYS THOSE ROWS OF STRAW WILL BE BALED

We had a sultry mid-July summer's morn going on when Pheebs and I slipped out for a wee drive earlier today.  We didn't go too far because there was a chance Kelly might call to tell us we could come pick her up at the hospital.  She did call later to say that if the next round of blood tests late this morning were okay we could pick her up later this afternoon............She later called about 2:15 to say "come and get me".  Five minutes after that Pheebs and were in the Subaru heading for London.  We were at the hospital's front door one hour later.  A porter brought Kelly out in a wheelchair and we soon had her loaded up and headed for home with the exception of a stop at Bayfield's Woodland Drive-In for a bite to eat.  Kelly's feeling better but she is definitely not out of the woods yet.  We'll see how the next few days go...............

 LONDON UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL DEAD AHEAD

 AT THE HOSPITAL'S FRONT DOOR

KELLY'S ALL SMILES TO BE GOING HOME

 SUNDAY FARMERS WERE BUSY

PULLING INTO BAYFIELD'S WOODLAND DRIVE-IN

 HERE COME THE GOODIES

 I HAD A FOOTLONG HOT DOG AND KELLY HAD THIS WHICH IS EXPLAINED IN THE PHOTO BELOW

 'AND DON'T FORGET THE DOGGIES TREATS DAD'

Al's Music Box:)) Where Have All The Flowers Gone by the Kingston Trio.  This is a folk song written by American singer-songwriter Pete Seeger in 1955. Inspired lyrically by the traditional Cossack folk song "Koloda-Duda", Seeger borrowed an Irish melody for the music, and published the first three verses in 'Sing Out' magazine.  Additional verses were added in May 1960 by Joe Hickerson, who turned it into a circular song.  In 2010, the New Statesman listed it as one of the "Top 20 Political Songs".  The 1964 release of the song by Pete Seeger was inducted into the Grammy Hall of Famein 2002 in the Folk category.  Seeger found inspiration for the song in October 1955 while he was on a plane bound for a concert at Oberlin College, one of the few venues which would hire him during the McCarthy era.  Leafing through his notebook he saw the passage, "Where are the flowers, the girls have plucked them. Where are the girls, they've all taken husbands. Where are the men, they're all in the army."  In a 2013 interview, Seeger explained that he borrowed the melody from an Irish lumberjack song with the words 'Johnson says he'll load more hay.' He simply slowed the tune and incorporated the lines into it.  ^{The Kingston Trio} recorded the song in 1961.  Believing it to be a traditional song, they claimed authorship, although upon notice from Seeger they had their name removed and credited Seeger and Hickerson.  Seeger acknowledged their success with this song.  Their single, with "O Ken Karanga" as the A-side and the hit "Where Have All The Flowers Gone?" the B-side, reached No. 21 in the 1962 Billboard Hot 100 chart and No. 4 on the Easy Listening chart.

EMPTY HAY WAGONS SATURDA EVENING

GROANER'S CORNER:(( While taxiing at London's Gatwick Airport, the crew of a U.S. Air flight departing for Ft. Lauderdale made a wrong turn and came nose-to-nose with a United 727. An irate female ground controller lashed out at the U.S. Air crew, screaming: "U.S. Air 2771, where the hell are you going?  I told you to turn right onto Charlie taxiway! You turned right on Delta! Stop right there. I know it's difficult for you to tell the difference between C and D, but get it right!"  Continuing her rage to the embarrassed crew, she was now shouting hysterically: "God! Now you've screwed everything up! It'll take forever to sort this out! You stay right there and don't move till I tell you to! You can expect progressive taxi instructions in about half an hour and I want you to go exactly where I tell you, when I tell you, and how I tell you! You got that, U.S. Air 2771?"  "Yes, ma'am," the humbled crew responded.  Naturally, the ground control communications frequency fell terribly silent after the verbal bashing of U.S. Air 2771. Nobody wanted to chance engaging the irate ground controller in her current state of mind. Tension in every cockpit around Gatwick was definitely running high. Just then an unknown pilot broke the silence and keyed his microphone, asking: "Wasn't I married to you once?"

- An exhausted hunter out in the wilds stumbled into a camp. "Am I glad to see you!" he said. "I've been lost for three days."  "Don't get too excited, friend," the other hunter replied. "I've been lost for three weeks."

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An engineer, a mathematician, and a physicist were standing around the university flagpole when an English professor wandered by. “What are you doing?” he asked. “We need to know the height of the flagpole,” said one, “and we’re discussing the formulas we might use to calculate it.” “Watch!” said the English professor. He pulled the pole from its fitting, laid it on the grass, borrowed a tape measure and said, “Exactly 24 feet.” Then he replaced the pole and walked away. “English professor!” sneered the mathematician, “We ask him for the height, and he gives us the length.”

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