Best/Worse &What did I learnt today/Chat with Friends #114

mary, lol
maby downtown a couple of days want to go to cracker barrel we dont have them here.
possible meet up with betty, go to judys cottage in wisconsin? nothing set in stone yet i know jakes bday is on the fourth and believe me he will keep us entertained ! he is his own comedy central he is a kick to be around.
dh on the other hand has that devious look in his eye he wants to play phycological warefare on that nasty neighbor of hers, lol he said he is going to approach him and shake his hand and ask him how you doing? omg!

Thank you all for the birthday wishes.

I actually had a wonderful day. Spent with family we haven't seen in awhile....and lots of lovin from my neices and nephews...all grown up now. WOW.

The wedding was great, a few glitches...which are kind of funny....I will fill you in tomorrow. Right now I need to turn in!

Sweet dreams and thank you again.
Debbie

Happy Birthday Debbie!!!! Hope it was a great one...you deserve it!!

Liz.....whoohoo, I am going to have the worlds happiest fish...and mom is talking about having me put in a square of pavers so she will have a level place to put her chair and see the pond!! The sedum you sent me with the little red flowers is so cool.....Laura put a piece in the Pot that is the top of three tiers in her fountain and it is beautiful!!!

Before I even finished my first cup of coffee this morning I caught mom on her way to the saw with a board........she let me do this one.....but later today caught her out sawing away...(sigh)....guess I may as well give up!

Got the Rhubarb leaf birdbath moved to a new location, planted out the last four pots of sedum and got a new double Shepherd Hook, a seed bag feeder and thistle seeds for the Gold finches and got them installed. I love the little finches and want to attract as many as possible!! I just wish I had more patience....I can't wait for the plants to start growing and fill in the new beds.....

One of my next projects is to relocate the miniature roses to a bed in back of the bird bath...means raking more lava rock, digging more clay, adding more topsoil....but the roses will be much happier....they don't like living with the rhododendron.

Betty, hope you are having a good trip......

Have a good night everyone....

Liz here is a pic of the Canna.....it's growing!!!

Morning All
Mary We have 115' row of Hibiscus on outside of garden fence..They get right at 6' tall...But I;m sure they would do okay for Debbie Daisy

For got to say..I got a reprimand for Administration..
For posting this on jokes humor forum

GOD Is Busy

If you don't know GOD, don't make stupid remarks!!!!!!

A United States Marine was attending some college
Courses between assignments. He had completed missions
In Iraq and Afghanistan . One of the courses had a professor Who was an
avowed atheist, and a member of the ACLU.

One day the professor shocked the class when he came in.
He looked to the ceiling and flatly stated, GOD if you20are real Then I want
you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 min.' The
lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and
the professor proclaimed, 'Here I am
GOD, I'm still waiting.'

It got down to the last couple of minutes when the Marine got
Out of his chair, went up to the professor, and cold-cocked him; Knocking
him off the platform. The professor was out cold. The Marine went back to
his seat and sat there, silently.

The other students were shocked and stunned, and sat there Looking on in
silence. The professor eventually came to,
Noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine and asked, 'What
In the world is the matter with you? 'Why did you do that?'

The Marine calmly replied, 'GOD was too busy today protecting
American soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid Stuff and
act like an idiot. So He sent me.'

The classroom erupted in cheers!

trisha, yaaay their all taking off!
the ground cover one is real pretty when its in full bloom
omg now wait till you see this pack job will keep you giggling for sure!
each plant has the roots soaking in a wet towel in a plastic baggie just shaking my head!
hope they survive this trip you should get them mon or tuesday crossing fingers here.
good greif will be busy for most of the day dh got a guy to powerwash the house to paint you should see the paint chips everywhere so i better get busy and clean up the mess..

everyone have a good day

I cleaned the gutters Yesterday and have a mess to clean up. I was afraid I would fall off the ladder but waited till I took a shower and slipped and fell out of the tub. The shower curtian saved me from getting hurt. LOL

Bev Glad you did't get hurt
What is the big yellow flower in your pic

Thank you. Those are all Cosmos just that one is closer. BEV

Good morning,

I am getting a bit worried about Betty. She said she was going to post when she got to NY didn't she? Thought she was taking laptop with her for some reason....I may be wrong.

Tubby I would love to have some of your hibiscus seeds! Do they take long to grow, and do I save them for the spring....or plant now and they continue to grow? I am new at this...so will have to talk me through it. Although not actual hibiscus...we do have Rose of Sharon, which I believe are in the same family.

Looks like we are about to get a downpour here. It has been such a cool and wet summer.

Kids are coming over for lunch and cake...so I better go help DH. We are having squash cassarole with summer squash...one of my favorites.

Debbie

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Subject: Pa Sleeps Naked




"Late again," the third-grade teacher said to little Sammy.

It ain't my fault this time, Miss Crabtree. You can blame this'un on my Daddy. The reason I'm three hours late is my Daddy sleeps naked!"

Now, Miss Crabtree had taught grammar school for thirty-some-odd years. Despite her mounting fears, she asked little Sammy what he meant by that.

Full of grins and mischief, and in the flower of his youth, little Sammy and trouble were old friends, but he always told her the truth.

"You see, Miss Crabtree, out at the ranch we got this here low down coyote. The last few nights, he done ate six hens and killed Ma's best milk goat. Last night, when Daddy heard a noise out in the chicken pen, he grabbed his shot gun and said to Ma, "That coyote's back again, I'm a gonna git him!"

"Stay back, he whispered to all us kids!"
"He was naked as a jaybird, no boots, no pants, no shirt! To the hen house he crawled, just like an Injun on the snoop. Then, he stuck that double barreled 12 gauge shot gun through the window of the coop"

"As he stared into the darkness, with coyotes on his mind, our old hound dog, Zeke, had done woke up and comes sneaking' up behind Daddy. Then, as we all looked on, plumb helpless, old Zeke stuck his cold nose on Daddy's butt!"

"Miss Crabtree, we all been cleanin' chickens since three o'clock this mornin'!"




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DOGGY DOOR







Could you imagine coming home from work
to find this tiny creature napping on your
couch with your dog?
Guess who came home for dinner?
It followed this beagle home, right through
the doggy door. This happened in Maryland
recently. The owner came home to find the
visitor had made himself right at home..
This hit the 6 o'clock news big time.


Isn't this adorable?

Another Pic

Hello everyone! Just thought I would pop in to say hello.
My knee is doing Ok, It is still swollen, so I spend most of the time on the sofa with an icepack on my knee! I can manage to walk around with a cane now. Just gotta be careful, cause the knee is still wobbly! I go to the Dr. on the 22nd, to get the 3 stitches out, then probably therapy!
I will pop back in later, I just seem to be sleeping alot. I sito n the sofa to ice my knee, and next thing I know it is 2 - 3 hours later! Just getting old I guess.
See you all later.
LK

That is called the healing process LK!!!!! You heal the most when your body is resting and the cells are free to help the bad spot. Don't knock it....Besides, if you are anything like me you would be up trying things you shouldn't at this point. I always did try to rush the healing..

Grab a kleenex








A DAD'S STORY

On July 22nd I was in route to Washington , DC for a business trip. It was all so very ordinary, until we landed in Denver�for a plane change. As I collected my belongings from the overhead bin, an announcement was made for Mr. Lloyd Glenn to see
When I got off the plane a solemn-faced young man came toward me and said, 'Mr..Glenn, there is an emergency at your home. I do not know what the emergency is, or who is involved, but I will take you to the phone so you can call the hospital.'

My heart was now pounding, but the will to be calm took over. Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the distant telephone where I called the number he gave me for the Mission Hospital . My call was put through to the trauma center where I learned that my three-year-old son had been trapped underneath the automatic garage door for several minutes, and that when my wife had found him he was dead. CPR had been performed by a neighbor, who is a doctor, and the paramedics had continued the treatment as Brian was transported to the hospital.

By the time of my call, Brian was revived and they believed he would live, but they did not know how much damage had been done to his brain, nor to his heart. They explained that the door had completely closed on his little sternum right over his heart. He had been severely crus hed. After speaking with the medical staff, my wife sounded worried but not hysterical, and I took comfort in her calmness.

The return flight seemed to last forever, but finally I arrived at the hospital six hours after the garage door had come down. When I walked into the intensive care unit, nothing could have prepared me to see my little son laying so still on a great big bed with tubes and monitors everywhere. He was on a respirator. I glanced at my wife who stood and tried to give me a reassuring smile. It all seemed like a terrible dream. I was filled-in with the details and given a guarded prognosis. Brian was going to live, and the preliminary tests indicated that his heart was OK, two miracles in and of themselves. But only time would tell if his brain received any damage.

Throughout the seemingly endless hours, my wife was calm. She felt that Brian would eventually be all right. I hung on to her words and faith like a lifeline. All that night and the next day Brian remained unconscious. It seemed like forever since I had left for my business trip the day before.

Finally at two o'clock that afternoon, our son regained consciousness and sat up uttering the most beautiful words I have ever heard spoken. He said, 'Daddy hold me' and he reached for me with his little arms.


By the next day he was pronounced as having no neurological or physical deficits, and the story of his miraculous survival spread throughout the hospital. You cannot imagine, we took Brian home, we felt a unique reverence for the life and love of our Heavenly Father that comes to those who brush death so closely.

In the days that followed there was a special spirit about our home. Our two older children were much closer to their little brother. My wife and I were much closer to each other, and all of us were very close as a whole family Life took on a less stressful pace. Perspective seemed to be more focused, and balance much easier to gain and maintain. We felt deeply blessed. Our gratitude was truly profound.

Almost a month later to the day of the accident, Brian awoke from his afternoon nap and said, 'Sit down Mommy.. I have something to tell you.' At this time in his life, Brian usually spoke in small phrases, so to say a large sentence surprised my wife. She sat down with him on his bed, and he began his sacred and remarkable story.

'Do you remember when I got stuck under the garage door? Well, it was so heavy and it hurt really bad. I called to you, but you couldn't hear me.. I started to cry, but then it hurt too bad. And then the 'birdies' came.'

'The birdies?' my wife asked puzzled.

'Yes,' he replied. 'The birdies made a whooshing sound and flew into the garage. They took care of me.'

'They did?'

'Yes,' he said. 'One of the birdies came and got you. She came to tell you 'I got stuck under the door.' A sweet reverent feeling filled the room. The spirit was so strong and yet lighter than air. My wife realized that a three-year-old had no concept of death and spirits, so he was referring to the beings who came to him from beyond as 'birdies' because they were up in the air like birds that fly.. 'What did the birdies look like?' she asked.

Brian answered, 'They were so beautiful. They were dressed in white, all white. Some of them had green and white. But some of them had on just white.'

'Did they say anything?'

'Yes,' he answered. 'They told me the baby would be all right.'

'The baby?' my wife asked confused.

Brian answered. 'The baby laying on the garage floor.' He went on, 'You came out and opened the garage door and ran to the baby. You told the baby to stay and not leave.'

My wife nearly collapsed upon hearing this, for she had indeed gone and knelt beside Brian's body and seeing his crushed chest whispered, 'Don't leave us Brian, please stay if you can.' As she listened to Brian telling her the words she had spoken, she realized that the spirit had left His body and was looking down from above on this little lifeless form.. 'Then what happened?' she asked.

'We went on a trip,' he said, 'far, far away.' He grew agitated trying to say the things he didn't seem to have the words for. My wife tried to calm and comfort him, and let him know it would be okay. He struggled with wanting to tell something that obviously was very important to him, but finding the words was difficult.

'We flew so fast up in the air. They're so pretty Mommy,' he added.

'And there are lots and lots of birdies.' My wife was stunned. Into her mind the sweet comforting spirit enveloped her more soundly, but with an urgency she had never before known. Brian went on to tell her that the 'birdies' had told him that he had to come back and tell everyone about the 'birdies.' He said they brought him back to the house and that a big fire truck, and an ambulance were there. A man was bringing the baby out on a white bed and he tried to tell the man that the baby would be okay. The story went on for an hour.

He taught us that 'birdies' were always with us, but we don't see them because we look with our eyes and we don't hear them because we listen with our ears. But they are always there, you can only see them in here (he put his hand over his heart). They whisper the things to help us to do what is right because they love us so much. Brian continued, stating, 'I have a plan, Mommy. You have a plan.. Daddy has a plan. Everyone has a plan. We must all live our plan and keep our promises. The birdies help us to do that cause they love us so much.'

In the weeks that followed, he often came to us and told all, or part of it, again and again. Always the story remained the same. The details were never changed or out of order. A few times he added further bits of information and clarified the message he had already delivered. It never ceased to amaze us how he could tell such detail and speak beyond his ability when he talked about his birdies.

Everywhere he went, he told strangers about the 'birdies.' Surprisingly, no one ever looked at him strangely when he did this. Rather, they always got a softened look on their face and smiled. Needless to say, we have not been the same ever since that day, and I pray we never will be.

You have just been sent an Angel to watch over you. Some people come into our lives and quickly go...Some people become friends and stay a while...leaving beautiful footprints on our hearts ... and we are never quite the same because we have made a good friend!!

Yesterday is history. Tomorrow a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present! Live and savour every moment...this is not a dress rehearsal! THIS IS A SPECIAL GUARDIAN ANGEL...

Evening all..just got in, I've just quickly scanned all your posts...will take time to gab on each tomorrow, so much to tell..how I get myself into some of these situations is beyond me..I'll give you an accounting tomorrow...lol

Haven't washed in 3 days (HONEST) story behind that..you'll have to wait until tomorrow...hmmm

Came downstairs as I wanted to go check on Jeff..I spoke to him Friday night via phone before I crossed over into N.Y. and then as soon as I crossed over to Canada tonight..he said he'll telephone me tomorrow..know he's ok BUT after I've read a few of his kayak antics, lets just say my hearts in my throat...

But my boy is doing good..lol



I'll copy & pasts his day 3



Day 3 - Buh bye Lake Simcoe

Long winded post because I have time to kill.

Another very long and sometimes nervous day, but well worth it, at bolsover at the bottom of canal lake which is about 10k short of kirkfield lock and the point where I start going downstream instead of up, no more against the current.

Paddled 10 hours today and not sure how far but has to be close to yesterday seeing as I was only able to get out of kayak once and only after 6 hours. Can you say sore butt.

In hindsight pushing hard the last two days turned out to be a wise decision. Just talked to my brother and he said sky is black over barrie area and pouring rain. Marine forecast not calling for great weather in simcoe tomorrow either. So glad I'm not there now and the big scary unpredictable lake (ocean) is behind me, I'm well ahead of schedule.

here is how today went. Woke up at 5:30ish and dragged my tired butt out of bed around 6am, took some motivation to get moving so early with not much sleep and having just paddled 45k+ the day before. . Had breakfast and a coffee, filled up water, slapped on sunscreen then packed up and headed out around 7. Screwed up my packing and will get to that in a minute. Marine forecast called for light wind with possibility of thunderstorms in the afternoon. Sky was clear and blue and lake calm, go for it. This time I put on the ipod as I know I'm in for a long paddle.

Turn the point and see the next point couple km in the distance, get to that point and see the next one a couple of kms away, wind is starting to pick up and coming from the south which is pretty much to the side. I think no worries I just have to bounce from point to point. As I get closer to the next point the water gets shallow with offshore shoals and the waves start building to over 2 feet as they roll over the shallow water. Uh oh, now know why the boat channel goes out so far.

Head back out into the waves so I can ride them into the point instead of having the waves over the side. Get to the point and literally say f--k! I know there is an island I have to stay to the left of but the other side is so far away it looks like a 2" line on the horizon and everything blends in. Overwhelmed at how far away it is. I can see the channel markers so figure as long as I keep parallel I'm good. Waves are getting bigger and for the first time I'm very nervous.

Gather up my skirt so to speak and with a literal mighty heave, I head out. No idea how big these waves are but all I can say is they look like cars coming at me from the side. I finally settle in and relax a bit. Really have to pay attention though as they come from nowhere and if they get the back it kind of twirls you sideways. Found you can pick a line and ride through the swells sideways easy, was kind of fun after awhile, lots of bracing with the paddle and learned that if you plant the paddle flat opposite side of the wave it will balance you over the crest then paddle into the next wave and repeat, for three more hours! I prob wouldn't recommend doing simcoe alone. Kayak held up perfectly and still amazed how stable.

Suprisingly, half way there the wind just stopped and the water was like glass the rest of the way, I can't see the markers anymore and I remember I have my blackberry gps. Which I should have turned off google maps with gps from the night before cause battery now dead. Mistakingly packed my water filter and sunscreen in the back hatch and now out of water and protection, hot and thirsty so have to drink right from the lake.

Still haven't seen a boat so not sure where to go and at this point I'm 2-3 hours from any shore. I see a point in the distance so start heading there in the hope I hit the markers at some point. I finally get close enough to see that the point is the far end of the island I have to stay left of, paddled way way offline, now I know where I'm going and paddle in. Cross in just under 6 hours and take a well deserved rest and bio break.

Head up the channed at beaverton and was hoping to stop a little early, unlike the previous locks these had no step in and I can't get me and gear up 4 feet of cement, have to do 5 locks before I can find a spot to land and even then had to lift kayak up 3 foot bank. The lock guy helped, was very nice.

Setup camp, made big dinner, drank last of my beer and now relaxing. Was raining a bit earlier when I was doing dishes but stopped now.

Going to hopefull sleep in and get a later start tomorrow. Still hope to make it to fenlon falls, andrew from my office c is doing the trent by boat (wimp) from the other end and he might be in fenlon falls tomorrow as well. Would be great to see a friendly face and he better have a cold beer (hint hint) if he's reading this.

Having a blast but did drop my $250 dollar headphones in the water. Wish I bought the waterproof ones. Thatll teach me. They still somewhat work just really low volume.



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Day 4 - not sure..think I missed a day..lol


4 - Civilization

Today was my favorite day so far, did little over 40k in about 8 hours and ended in Fenelon Falls as scheduled. Beautiful lock and sat on the patio at a place called the lake house, was live band which I can still hear as I type this, had grilled calimari (best ever) and steak (so so). Waitress asked me twice when I ordered 3 rye and coke, yes three glasses, three shots m'am, first two went down instantly, sipped the third over dinner, walked to tim hortons and got a coffee, oh ya baby, so good. Two negatives wrt the park, goose crap everywhere so took awhile to clear a suitable spot, second is they have a low dock, yah, but there is a 3 foot wide staircase with 6 steps up, was interesting getting the 18 foot kayak up those. In the morning I will resuply before I head out, in no hurry tomorrow.

Even started to take pictures today which I forgot about the first three days. Will post once I move them from bb1 to bb2 so I can upload.

There were points today I thought I would get the "coffin" up on plane and was doing over 10kph in some spots, really getting the hang of this now, kind of forced to though, especially today, most demanding day physically and mentally by far. Speaking of, here is how I'm holding up for those at the office who are running a pool for when I'm giving up, among other bets. Bite me I'm doing this!

Physically I feel fine about 10 - 20 minutes after I get out of the kayak. Later that night my lower back is a little sore as is my butt from sitting all day, the only lasting pain seems to be my right wrist which has been that way since day one, I keep adjusting my paddle stroke to see if it helps. muscles in my elbow where it bends is also tender.

This morning I noticed I had blisters on both middle fingers starting and I put bandaids on em, didn't get any worse I think today. For the last 3 days when I wake up my fingers are very stiff and takes about half hour to get full movement where it feels normal. Other than that all is good. Even figured out today how to get out of cockpit and sit balanced on deck to stretch legs, helps a lot. Endurance is building, can do 2-3 hours at a stretch now and don't need to rest as often.

Here is how the day went. Woke up around 6 again and just relaxed at camp, made breakfast, washed kayak, took my time, finally got packed up and headed out around 9:45. Was two really nice ladies at the cottage next door who were keeping me company as I packed and brought me a coffee, they said I should stay cause they were having christmas in july party that night, I was tempted but the water was calling and I could hear that song from deliverance playing in my head the whole time, just needed the banjo.

The scenery from bolsover to fenelon falls was the best yet, really enjoyed it and the wind was my best friend today and at the same time, my worst enemy and just plain out to get me.

Canal lake was weird, wind was at my back and was going with the waves (small ones) then at the same time a full set of waves comming sideways at the same time, made kayak do weird things and was just a taste of things to come later. As I reached the end of canal lake there was a submerged tree in the water just under the surface and right in the waterway, tried to pull it out of the way but couldn't, part broke off so I laid it across the kayak then tried tying to the other piece but the branches weighed it down, at this point boater drives by and waves, psst, doing this for your benefit ahole, could lend a hand. Finally I give up and the next boater I see I tell him where it is and he said he would move it, that's the spirit.

As I enter the canal for kirkfield a very large boat comes close and swamps me, happened a few times today and people don't seem to care about the little guy, ill have more respect for kayaks now. Kirkfeild lock is impressive, two big bathtubs, as one goes up the other goes down, they do it by adding an extra foot of water in the one at the top and the weight pushes the other one up, cool. it's noon so I stop for lunch and the wind is picking up.

Get going by 1ish and see this really cool vulture looking bird the size of a turkey, just sitting on a branch, pass through mitchel lake and hit my first submerged stump and it throws kayak tilting over, opps. Wind getting worse now, 20-30km I would guess and gusting higher.

Now getting worried about balsam. Pass a fifty foot yatch in the channel and ask what balsalm is like, he says good, next time I will ask a small boat, cruiseliners don't feel anything in those air cushioned seats, AC, stocked bar, 80 ton behemoths. Yes, jealous.

I see my first critter of the wild, big racoon just sitting there. Didn't really have a choice, he was dead and floating in the water, almost hit him and it startled me, thought he was a possum and going to all of a sudden jump up at me, like he was baiting me or something.

I get to balsam at around 3pm, funny how after awhile you can tell how long it will take to paddle distances, I look across to the island I need to get to and it's about an hour and a half away, wind screaming from behind me now. Starts off pretty easy for about 15 minutes then really gets crazy, much worse than simcoe, as with canal lake, waves are coming from behind and from the side, going with the waves is really weird, you can feel them lift you and then you get to a point where you are balanced on top and start to swerve sideways, then wave comes from side too. Was white knuckled for about half hour until I got into my comfort zone but was still nervous. Followed the wind across but then had to turn sidewind for about a km with those big waves coming from the right, got used to going this way in simcoe so was pretty comfortable, waves were just bigger, not the biggest I will see today either, not by a long shot.

Get to the point and take a break on this little dock, notice the boat tied up there had its tarp come undone, figure least I could do for a resting spot is fix it so I do it back up.

Now heading the other way and wind at my back again, some weird wind patterns in balsalm, different direction than other side of island, I'm thanful though, as I pull into rosedale more criss cross waves but really weird, like a checkerboard pattern and tough to paddle through, only about 1/2 k of that but that was enough. Cross in just about and hour and a half. Stop at a marina and talk to this family for awhile who's daughter is cycling to toronto tomorrow, 180km, go girl. Cute too

Get to rosedale lock and the guys aren't there, I wait 15 minutes and finally a lady docked in a boat goes to tell them I'm there, they say they saw me down the canal but then I disappeared so they thought I turned around. He also tells me I'm the first kayaker to do the trent this season, woohoo.

As I leave the lock there is a boat that I camped with the night before, we chat for a few minutes and she says I made good time, yep, 5:30 and about 5miles to fenelon falls, whatever that is in km. I say see you tomorrow and off I go for what I think is a quick easy paddle to end the day. NOT.

I look across cameron lake and see fenelon falls, looks calm and wind coming from the right and what looks like hour and half paddle. The further out I go the bigger the waves start gettin, and I mean really big, massive big, crazy big. Learned though that of all waves, I prefer going through them sideways with them coming from the right, literally was brace left, paddle right, over and over, don't think I did more than 3 strokes with right hand the last km, having fun now and very relaxed. Kind of riding up and over each wave, started to try different things, roll the kayak over wave with hips etc, just seeing what works best, even turned into the waves and paddled a bit forwards and backwards. The sun is sparkling off the water and I just relax there for a few minutes taking it in.

Playtime over, I turn back towards the lock which is only about a 15 minute paddle, I'm also riding the waves now. Wait for a big roller and when you get to the top, paddle hard and fast and you can stay on top like you're surfing. Way cool. As I get to the outer markers I make my first real dangerous "mistake"

The channel entrance to the lock is narrow and sided by two markers (not bouys) as you come in there is a rockpile wall and I thought no way am I going there, other side has boats lined up along cottages and so think the other side is the channel (ignoring the markers duh) I get a hundred yards down before I notice that I'm on the wrong side going towards the dam, not lock. and there is a lot of rock under me, start to wonder if I'm going to be washed over a shoal I can't see in front of me, turn around and have to go back. I'm beside the partially submerged rock wall and waves are still massive at this point, nervous that I'm going to get washed up on the rocks. Not good. Paddle hard into the wind and hardly move, takes 15 minutes to get 100 yards and can't imagine doing those lakes today the opposite way. Turn in the correct channel and park! Great day.

Oh and headphones dried out too. Whew.

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Hello To All;

Tubby - that was beautiful...it brought me tears....I guess because today was the memorial service for my friend that died April 18th...I'm not sure why they waited so long to have it....but he was a very special guy...died at 50...he had lung cancer...but the cancer didn't get him...his lungs just weakened from what I found out today...

Liz - I LOVE Cracker Barrells! We have 2 here if you ever want to come visit! Funny thing is Cracker Barrels were convenience stores here first...but I knew them as the restaurants since we used to visit the one in Tallahassee, FL when visit the grandparents....so many folks here didn't realize what they were at first (years ago)

Trisha - I love canna's! DH not so much ....is yours the dark leaves with the red blooms? I have some but your leaves are darker...I like that....have you sent a pic of the pond? or is it completed...

Tubby - I must have been having a 'blonde moment' with the hibiscus... :) Send a pic if you can!

Bev - love the cosmos...I tried to plant a variety but they didn't make it...maybe the heat...but perhaps this is another variety...mine were small and blue... I like your orange ones better....
Deb - can you send the squash recipe? I wish I could send you some hibiscus seeds...but just barely learning to grow them... my latest lesson on the tropicals....was to NOT fertilize them with high Phosporus fertilizers..(the middle number) ....
Linda Kay - I hope your knee is better...Please Rest when you Can !!!
Hugs to All -

Mary

*waving from somewhere under the mess*

alive and kicking.. oh for normal life and house again!

Hey Laura So glad to hear from you!!! We've started another thread, the link is a few posts above.