Well usually it means a big sports day starting off with 2 hours of wonderful tennis but one of the foursome could not play today and playing 2 on 1 is not fun so as I am the low man on the totem pole I volunteered to sit out and let Alfredo and Loren play singles….so no tennis at all this week….I did not like that!!!!
So plan B….have a nice breakfast whilst watching a live European soccer game…..around noon I had to go pick up Linda and Guy’s van so I decided to walk to the service shop about 7km..it was a good walk and I got to see things I normally zoom by on the scooter….I liked this photo..
I was back home early afternoon in time to watch the second semi final of the soccer games……..and then decided to go do my canyon hike which is always invigorating and enjoyable…the local kids outside my door have their own game going on!!!
Now it is 7pm and I am showered, fed and ready for game 2 of the Stanley Cup hockey finals.
Memory photos today
Sea stacks in New Brunswick!!!
This is one of my favorites taken 2 years ago….3 generations of tennis champions!!!!
Ashley who you all know by now and to her right her Aunt Caron and on her left Grandma Stella!!!
Another one I really like…The old Mission San Juan Capistrano…..I remember the nice volunteer here who told me if I got on my knees and aimed my camera in a certain position I would get the reflection of the Mission!!!
Hope you like this below!!
Painting the Church
There was a Scottish painter named Smokey Macgregor who was very interested in making a penny where he could, so he often thinned down his paint to make it go a wee bit further.
As it happened, he got away with this for some time, but eventually the Baptist Church decided to do a big restoration job on the outside of one of their biggest buildings.
Smokey put in a bid, and, because his price was so low, he got the job.
So he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and buying the paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine..
Well, Smokey was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly completed, when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder, the sky opened, and the rain poured down washing the thinned paint from all over the church and knocking Smokey clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint.
Smokey was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty,
so he got down on his knees and cried:
"Oh, God, Oh God, forgive me; what should I do?"
And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke..
(you're going to love this)
"Repaint! Repaint! And thin no more!"
Yashi Koshi!!!
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