One can tell it is getting closer to winter, (I’m sorry), because it got to 39 degrees last night, and as usual there was frost on my neighbours house. It always does that when the temperature drops below about 40 degrees. I know there is an explanation as to why one can have frost when the temperature is above freezing, but for now it escapes me. Maybe one of my readers can explain it.
The truth be told, I will be putting up my Christmas lights on the first warm day in November, about 60 days from now. Where does the time go anyway?

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Over the past several weeks the birds coming to my feeder have increased in number. The variety has not, just the numbers. About the only ones coming now are Chickadees, and where I once saw maybe 2, I think that their family has grown and there are now about 6 in total. They are hard to count because they do not sit at the feeder to feed, they grab a sunflower seed and head for a tree.
The magpies have returned as well, eating at my suet feeders, which is OK, I suppose. They are noisy garrulous black and white birds that are quite smart. Very pretty, but basically scavengers.

Our Purple finch population ahs grown so that I am seeing 4 to 6 birds feeding around the feeder. Except the magpie, they are all songbirds.

The odd thing is that we are seeing very few sparrows, they simply are not there! Last year I fed some 50 of these flying appetites.

I just got a call from my wife that there was a hairy woodpecker in the tree just outside of our front door. Just one, and I haven’t seen one for about a year now. Nice.

Another bird that is missing and has been for the entire summer is the American Robin. I suspect that we will next see some when the fall migration southbound comes up. They will stay around until they have had their fill of the chokecherries on our trees, and overnight maybe 75 robins will be gone. 

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For some time now, I have blogged about the misery that I see in the Arab countries caused by Muslim extremists. Many others blog or otherwise write about the same issue, and it has only been recently that some of the Muslim leaders have spoken out about the radicals that are giving peaceful Muslims a very bad name and image.

In Calgary the Imam for the local mosque, has gone on a short hunger strike and has written a powerful piece, condemning the activities of these religious radicals that are subverting the ideal of Islam for their own warped idea of what being a Muslim means. The piece he wrote was in our newspaper the Calgary Herald, and I suspect that what he wrote may even put him in some danger within his own community. But I have to agree with what he is doing, and what he has said. I have a link to his editorial, check it out: Calgary Imam


TODAYS WEB PAGE:

The video I have here is the reason our local Imam has no doubt decided it was time to take a stand on the radical extremists in ISIS or in Syria or wherever they exist. There are many links on this video, and they are nearly all worthy of a moment or so of your time. Take a look: Radicals
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This is another of those flash mob videos, but this one was so popular they have decided to make it into a regular event. It is fun and worth a visit.: Flashmob


TODAYS QUOTE:

A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.

Mignon McLaughlin


EXIT LAUGHING

While walking down the street one day a Member of Parliament is tragically hit by a truck and dies.

His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St.  Peter at the entrance.

‘Welcome to heaven,’ says St.  Peter.
‘Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem.  We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we’re not sure what to do with you.’ ‘No problem, just let me in,’ says the man.

‘Well, I’d like to, but I have orders from higher up.  What we’ll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven.  Then you can choose where to spend eternity.’ ‘Really, I’ve made up my mind.  I want to be in heaven,’ says the MP.

‘I’m sorry, but we have our rules.’ And with that, St.  Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.  The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course.  In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.

Everyone is very happy and in evening dress.  They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.

They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne.

Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly & nice guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes.  They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.

Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises….

The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St.  Peter is waiting for him.

‘Now it’s time to visit heaven.’ So, 24 hours pass with the MP joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing.  They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St.  Peter returns.

‘Well, then, you’ve spent a day in hell and another in heaven.  Now choose your eternity.’ The MP reflects for a minute, then he answers: ‘Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.’ So St.  Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.

Now the doors of the elevator open and he’s in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.

He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.

The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.  ‘ I don’t understand,’ stammers the MP.
‘Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time.  Now there’s just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable.  What happened?  ‘ The devil looks at him, smiles and says, ‘ Yesterday we were campaigning..  …

Today you voted.


Time is like a river.  You cannot touch the water twice, because the flow that has passed will never pass again.  Enjoy every moment of life.  As a bagpiper, I play many gigs.  Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man.  He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the Nova Scotia back country.

As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn’t stop for directions.

I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight.  There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.  I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late.

I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place.  I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play.

The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around.  I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends.  I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.

And as I played "Amazing Grace", the workers began to weep.  They wept, I wept, we all wept together.  When I finished, I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car.  Though my head was hung low, my heart was full.

As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen anything like that before, and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."

Apparently, I’m still lost….it’s a man thing.


Have a Great Day, and be nice to everyone.

Ross Smile

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