Green

 So far this summer the rain has helped to keep non irrigated fields green.  Some so green it almost hurts your eyes. 

Not sure what this field is ... when it was planted they went over the whole field with a very large roller. 

Here are the tomatoes

They have grown much taller in the past couple of days...I may need a ladder to pick them. 

Far Guy got Tilly back yesterday...she now has power disc brakes.  I have not driven her yet but I heard she stops on a dime.  I should mention that I have a recurring dream where I am driving a car and the brakes make the car go faster and faster.  (yes I am a tad strange)

Far Side

November Begins

 Gosh I hate the time change.  We put 9 Volt batteries on our grocery list so we can change the batteries in our smoke alarms...we do this in the Fall and in the Spring.  I know lots of people just check their batteries...we change ours...our lives are worth more than a couple of freaking batteries. 

Oh yes the time change makes me a little cranky too.  Imagine that.

We attempted to watch the live video of Sunday church services...they have a multitude of problems....with the video stalling every 30 seconds.   Instead I watched the video of my cousin's funeral...21 people were there and that included the Honor Guard....and their video was perfect.  It was a lovely service, he would have been pleased. 

Saturday night I started watching a Limited Series on Netflix called The Queen's Gambit.  All about chess...now I am NOT a chess player so I have no understanding of the game but the movie was great I give it a 9 out of 10.  

Grocery pickup was another nightmare last week...over charges and missing items that we paid for...uffda.  This week no bottled water, oranges or green enchilada sauce...go figure. I believe they may be idiots and allowed to vote. 

Covid 19 Dreams...I am in store and no one is social distancing...or I cannot find my mask...how am I going to explain this to Far Guy?  Good thing it was just a dream...or dreams.  Uffda bad enough I have to live the pandemic but it should stay out of my dreams/nightmares....on the bright side it has replaced the looking for a potty dreams.

AND to top it all off The Sexiest Man Alive in 1989 Sean Connery died...and Big Brother ended and The Bachelorette is in big trouble. 

Far Side

Bunny Wreath and Misc

I put up the bunny on the wreath outside the door.  I have not seen the bunnies for awhile...or their droppings.  We have a Fox that likes to visit our yard, we got him on the trail cam.  The Fox, the Eagle or the Owls probably got the bunnies.

The wreath probably needs something else besides those cones...

I finally got to attend carving instead of a Physical Therapy appointment.   It was fun to catch up with everyone there...they are all doing ducks.

I have a PT appointment later in the week.  My entire leg hurts now...must be the change in weather coming.

Far Guy doesn't believe that one tiny little shrimp will make you have wild dreams. 

Dream;  I was taking photos and not watching where I was walking and almost walked off a cliff....then I was in Hawaii taking a nap under a tree...go figure...then some strange guy shot me in the leg.  I woke up and my leg hurt.  Uffda

No more shrimp for me.  I made a salad for supper, Far Guy made Chicken Alfredo...he is a good cook!

Far Side

Dreaming

Not sure what is happening but I am dreaming some weird $#!&.

I discovered a really long hair coming out of my chin.  I pulled it out and discovered it had a whole bunch of dark horse hair at one end.  I measured it and it was 40 inches long… I wondered how I missed it when I washed my face…and how I managed to get it all tucked into my bun without noticing.   I checked out my face AND neck really good the next morning.

I was stranded in town in my jammies.  I was supposed to pick up Far Guy and when I told him I was wearing my jammies he said “Sweetheart I will go into Wally World and buy you something to wear.”  Did I listen…no I kept him waiting whilst I waltzed into Wally World barefoot in my prettiest blue and white nightgown.  I couldn’t find any pants, finally I found a pair but they were white with a pink stripe going down the leg and they were $40.  Well forget that.

Hairs and jammies seem to be on my mind…and the number 40.

 

Oh well it could be worse.  I could be walking around with paper stuck to my butt.

Sunshine Daydream

Now that is a lovely name for a rose.  Yellow is one of my favorite colors for flowers.

Sunshine Daydream Rose

We had a little cold sunshine here yesterday.

I took a late afternoon sleep nap where I dreamt that Chance had seven puppies and I was so pleased…Far Guy couldn’t figure out how that could happen…because of course being the practical one he knows that Chance is a neutered male.  Me not so much I was enjoying the puppy breath and lots of squirming little black and white puppies crawling all over me!  I didn’t care where they came from…I was having a blast!

Then Far Guy woke me up and said “Sweetie supper is ready.”   AND there were NO puppies.  I felt like covering my head with the pillow and going back to the wonderful puppy dream.  Instead I got up and dined with the guys… a soft taco with lots of lettuce. 

Yellow Knockout Roses

Pain in the neck

My sleep is all messed up.  My dreams are strange: In one I bought a new house on the lake and the neighbors wouldn’t get off MY dock… I had to kick them off the dock and sit there so they wouldn’t come back and I was getting hungry and tired and I didn’t have my camera.  In another I wandered around picking up dog poop.  In another I had so many ottomans/footstools in the house that I had them in every room..oh maybe I already do…but I had more and some were really ugly. 

We washed some windows yesterday.  Someone wanted to just wash the paw prints off the outsides.  Someone else wanted them squeaky clean for winter…like clean the tracks out with Q Tips and everything. 

I had an encounter where someone was not very nice to me…in fact they were downright mean.   I was still polite.  Just because someone else is mean, I don’t have to be mean in return.  However it was a struggle for me.  I wanted to be like my Aunt Marie and just verbally castrate them.

The Post Office in Ponsford was closed yesterday.  Not sure why..perhaps it was closed permanently.  I hope not as it is my favorite Post Office.  There were no signs on the door, the doors were just locked.  Strange.

We drove out to Shell Lake.

Parts of the lake had ice.  There were a bunch of ducks swimming and flying around.  Do you see that dark area off to the right?  That would be a Wild Rice bed.

  I am not positive what kind of duck…possibly a Bufflehead.

The daylight ends before I am ready.  The dog is still confused.  It gets dark at 5 PM.

Yup that is ice alright.   It was wonderful to see the sun.  These dreary November days are mainly cloudy and grey…so a day of sunshine should be celebrated.  One day of sunshine for every five days of dreary.

Tension…stress…who knows but I have a pain in my neck that settles down under my left shoulder blade. By evening I am shot. Maybe it was the raking, or maybe I slept wrong. The cold weather seems to agitate it further. Maybe it is still the Lymes settling into a different area of my body. Maybe it is the freaking flu shot. Maybe I am just O.L.D. Whatever it is I wish it would go away.

Far Guy is still recovering from his oral surgery.  He lost all the sutures. He wanted me to look at the big gaping hole in his mouth, I said “No Thanks.”  He swishes with salt water many times a day.  He still has pain but little by little he is recovering:) 

Fog

On Saturday after the big parade we went to see if any antiques shops were open in Dorset.  As we approached Long Lake we encountered a dense bank of fog.

We found one of our favorite antiques shops open.  I bought some old photos and Far Guy bought an old soda fountain dispenser..not sure why..

On the way back the heavy fog had dissipated..but there was still some out on the lake.

 

It is called advection fog and it is caused by the horizontal movement of warm moist air over a cold surface.

This pair of Canada Geese were on and off the ice. It looks a bit spooky.

Sometime or another I read a book or saw a movie perhaps it was called “The Fog”  where people drove into the fog and disappeared. I am not a fan of scary movies.  I still have not been able to make it through “The Shining”  darn Jack Nicholson anyway. Talking about nightmares..

Is anyone else out there having dreams about Alzheimer's?  I am stuck in dreamland not being able to remember where I live or something simple that I should know..like my name.  They are becoming very troublesome dreams.  Even worse than my looking for a clean bathroom dreams.  At least I can understand those.

In my dreams Far Guy knows where we live and he won’t tell me and that is starting to irritate me just a little… a couple more nights of him not answering me..might result in me being more cranky than normal:)

Almost Normal

We are almost back to normal.  After having a bad cold for a week I am finally feeling better and have refrained from one of those healing naps for a whole day now.

I have  been enjoying the colorful dreams I was having..fever induced no doubt..I won jackpots at the casino, I was robbed in a casino, I was aboard a pontoon that was racing around during an art festival that was projecting it’s art in such a beautiful array of colors on the mirror like surface of a lake, and I went swimming with a whole bunch of dead relatives ( they weren’t dead and swimming but alive and swimming), I smoked a whole pack of cigarettes, I got a new job as a nanny for “19 kids and counting”..and poor Jim Bob had a heart attack.  I was in a war and hiding behind some kind of bullet proof curtain that was blue..except I forgot to cover up my feet ( I had a charley horse).  I could not for the life of me remember where I lived, someone asked me..I could not remember..I asked Far Guy and he wouldn’t tell me cause I should know..well I didn’t..really made me angry so I started to cry and woke up.  And that was just part of one night and what I can remember.  I am a fairly active dreamer when I am ill.

Far Guy had a Colonoscopy the other day..he says he will never be able to drink Gatorade ever again.  They snipped off and lassoed some polyps.  He is recovering nicely most likely due to the excellent care that he has been receiving by Chance and me! He has been having peanut butter withdrawal..and I think Chance has joined him in the throes of that withdrawal.  Today will be a good day for them because they are off of a restricted diet.  The 24 hours that Far Guy spent on a liquid diet was hell..he said even the dog food smelled good..now that is bad.

I have a mountain of laundry to conquer because it has been over a week since I washed clothes..and a week has passed without dusting or scrubbing floors. I need to disinfect a whole bunch of hard surfaces and get out a new toothbrush. I will have a busy day.

We got some new snow.  Better late than never..and we are supposed to have a winter storm coming in over the weekend.  Good thing we can stay home this weekend and hunker down and get caught up:)