Mid August already, lows of 15, highs of 25 during the past month and a half is what we’ve had, and I’m loving it! Cool nights, warm days. A/C off, windows wide open. Great temps for running too. My perfect summer!
… even before I strapped on my Sauconys this morning, was aware of last night’s storm damage watching my morning TV news channels. It’s bad enough dealing with the assortment of hazards I have to contend with on a daily basis … I can’t tell how many car hoods I’ve smacked startling oblivious drivers, making them aware of my existence, my right-of -way, not to mention arms flailing, gesturing to pay attention to pedestrians … but this tops ’em all. Roadblock! Now, I ain’t no arborist, but I’m betting this tree was well over a hundred years old, maybe even two?!
Wondering why the nonstop tandem Cardinal dive-bombing as I nonchalantly went ’bout my business, strolling back and forth the side of my house doin’ my waterin’ duties?! Don’t they know all that chirping and flyby buzzing BRINGS attention to cluelesshuman exposing all attempted covertness? Brainless birds!! Didn’t take long for cute-as-a-button-chickie to hopelessly happen by …
Angry Bird 1 …
Angry Bird 2 …
… and ’cause of this, I’ve got a broken back (ok, so NOT broken … but danisembellishmentpermitted VERY VERY SORE!! … goes nicely with my green thumb, don’t ya think?), at least a hundred 10 gallon buckets worth filled with dirt and then carried 20 metres to my mound broken back is what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Pity me, please! 😥
he’s the one
who likes all our pretty songs
and he likes to sing along
and he likes to shoot his gun
but he knows not what it means
knows not what it means and I say aahh
I can feel no sense of measure
no illusions as we take
refuge in young man’s pleasure
breaking down the dreams we make real
goodbye goodbye goodbye bad
hello hello heaven
… and I’m the first to admit this pic does a disservice reflecting said shellacking, but trust me … it WAS BAD … and after plowing through a shit-load of snowbanks in my trusty Chevy 4X4 with the best money can buy Michelin LTX A/T2 rubber firmly planted on all four corners keeping me sure-footed and steady as she goes. Meanwhile, toss in three full blown sweating-my-ass-off-shovelling-sessions while you’re at it for good measure … hopefully in true danistrulythemanunderstanding fashion, y’all graciously exsqueeze me, empathize with me … as I pussy out snapping this pic standing in the cozy comfort and warmth from … INSIDE my house …
Snapped this January 13 while out Sunday driving. Best I could do under the circumstances, keeping hands on the wheel, eyes on the road … it’s a VW convertible with the top down in the dead of winter. The day before we hit 15° C setting a record. It even felt warmer, was a beautiful, bright, sunny day … today was pretty much the same in the temp. dept. … sans the extra warmth of the sun. Old man winter, gotta love him!! 😎
… and a couple years!! Back then I’d stack myself up against any other snow shoveler … wished it was Olympic event I was that good … very quick and efficient, working at a brisk walking pace, even running at times. Was a time I’d gladly go out 3 times a day during winter storms keeping our driveway cleared, AND do the neighbour’s as well when they were away to boot. Now, hope I never see the stuff, lol. Guessing we got a good 10 cm … was heavy and dense which didn’t help … all I know is my lungs are burning and I’m winded. In my best Danny Glover/Roger Murtaugh Lethal Weapon impersonation … I’m too old for this shit!!
winterland view from the foot of my driveway
… and looking the other way