Sunday, July 31, 2022

Some Dear Friends...

Herb and Sharon

...stopped by for a visit...and they're more than friends; Herb was my employer for almost 4 decades.

He accomplished many things during those years, not the least of which was maintaining an active and honest Christian witness in the often bruising world of business.

By God's grace, the good things my family and I enjoyed through the years sprang from my association with Herb and his company.

It was delightful to share some good wine...

...delicious food Karen prepared, and great conversation on a gorgeous summer afternoon.

There is progress on my grandson's home... spite of how it may look.

They’re repairing / rebuilding walls and ceilings throughout his new place, and as with most things in life, it's a race against a deadline.

He may end up couch surfing for a night or three, but they're plowing through the tough stuff now and things should start coming together in the next couple of weeks.

Stay tuned.

Up in Larry's neck of the woods, life at the lake is a real struggle...

tough day on the docks for Mr. Squirrel this chillaxing squirrel attests.

Thankfully it's not all toil and sweat... he found time to Pit Boss for an RBOR racing friend (Larry, that is...not the squirrel).

A couple of very long days at the off road course, but at the end it's pizza and beer and gorgeous sunsets by the lake...

Not all bad.

Hickory golf was about the usual for me...

...except without the well dressed posse there to witness it.

Only managed 2 pars and 3 bogeys this outing.

The rest were the uglier second (and third) cousins of the know, relatives you'd rather not admit are actually part of your family...

...but what are you going to do?

They're blood, so break me off a piece of that chaw...

...wouldja Cletus?

Lord willing, we’ll tee it up next week and try again.

It's that time, so everyone form a single line...

...and let's conga through the parting shots department, shall we?

recent downpour

ain't it the truth

caught in the act

admit it; he's right

a recent visitor to our local grocery store

we would have, had they been selling anything

After calm and careful consideration, I've concluded...'s definitely time to press the button.

We're starting August, and despite our very best efforts, summer is once again slipping away.

You know what that means...

...oh yeah...Summer's packing up and headed to the station...again.

Thankfully she's walking and it's gonna take a while, so A) do NOT give her a ride, and B) get crackin'! on the rest of your summer fun activities!

Won't be long before... know.

later, mcm fans...

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Saturday, July 23, 2022

A Better Name...


...for the links I frequent is Casablanca...because Bogey is definitely the star.

3 pars, 3 bogeys, 3 double bogeys put me back in the clubhouse at +9...right at bogey golf.

The highlight was hitting out of a sand trap on my 2nd shot and leaving it 5 feet from the pin, which I then converted to par.

The lowlight was once again dropping one in the drink on the 2nd hole.

I'm just about ready to skip teeing off on 2.

Instead, I'll walk to within 50 feet of the green and throw a ball into the water as my ritual sacrifice to the demi-gods of the golfing underworld.

Assuming they accept my offering, I'll try chipping onto the green and hope for a double bogey.

The rest of the round was my usual mix of occasional flashes of competence punctuated by episodes of rank dufferism (a real word I just invented).

I am going to add my driving iron to my bag from now on...

...though in reality I shouldn't need it.

I can hit a Calloway super soft 175 yards with it, and no hole is longer than 160 yards...but on #1 and #8 I'm consistently short of the green, so we'll see if it helps.

Sometimes I wonder why I bother, yet oddly, I'm already looking forward to next week's round.

Work continues at my grandson's house...

...and they brought in the big guns to handle the heavy lifting.

As the song opines, this one is a family affair...

...and it's not just demo...they also installed a new window in the kitchen... they're turning the corner on stripping it down and have started putting it back together again.

Next report should show some good progress.

We hope.

I just realized I have a new need:

That's a Vespa Piaggio with hold my golf clubs (or bowling ball).  Heck, I'm even willing to haul some groceries now and then.

With SloJoe in charge...

...our energy policy has become:

1) shut down domestic oil production  -and-
2) beg the Saudi's for more oil

Consequently the moron in chief has pushed gas prices to unheard of levels, which makes owning a Vespa seem like a great idea.

I offered to give Karen a ride but she assured me there's no way she's ever getting into that.

And here I thought she'd be Audrey Hepburn to my Gregory Peck...

...a la Roman Holiday.

We're heavy on floral pursuits for the Parting Shots Department today...May is glorious month in Michigan when everything starts blooming, but it just keeps getting better as the summer rolls on...

must be nearing August

so glad the glads are blooming

lilies and black eyed susans

a cacophony of color

like we need more turkeys roaming around

doesn't fit the narrative so they don't hear, see or say anything

our bovine friend is wondering why I'm photographing his Fordson

The 2nd President of the United States, John Adams...

...said this about the supreme law of our land:

"Our Constitution was made only for a moral and religious people.  It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other."

A sobering truth for our current age.

later, mcm fans...

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