Good early morning GH. It is just past 3:00 a.m. in "The City." Right now, things are quiet and cool on the weather front. Our current temperature is 66° as we head down to an anticipated low of 59°. Later today, we have a 70% chance of showers. Long range, if you are headed towards GH for a vacation or visit, next week is showing mid-sixties and a very low chance of showers. That's probably a bit far to be looking out, but it has the promise to turn out great.
Earlier this morning at 12:15 a.m., the southbound train rumbled through. I didn't feel like getting up, but the sound was of a train that was not very long. It was loaded, because of the way that the house shook with its passage. The horn happy engineer with the frustrated musical feelings was at the throttle. I could tell by his distinctive style on the locomotive's horns. He loves to hear them wail and moan as he passes through town. I heard the northbound train in the distance and I think the same engineer is at the throttles. I was right, he is. The regular twin EMD GP 38 locomotives followed by one, I repeat one, covered hopper car. That's not a train, that's a waste of fuel. But. if you have to get back to the barn where you started on a short line, you haven't much choice. Since the trains rarely run on Friday or Saturday nights, they needed to get those locomotives home.
Thursday I finished my latest chapter in Mary's project. She says she is behind, but we still found time to go to the medium-box grocery store and then out for dinner at our favorite watering hole. Before we left, I grabbed the returnable cans from the upstairs pantry and took them along. Mary doesn't like the return process and neither do I, but it needs to be done. Cheapskate that I am, I refuse to give up the 10 cent per bottle or can refund that we pay in Michigan.
Earlier in the day, Sugar the Weather Dog and I completed our morning sojourn to the library book return, and then to the newspaper box for the daily newspaper. Sugar has been walking much better on her new ThunderLeash™. While not perfect, yet, she is showing improvement.
Once we were back from our trip, I emptied the dehumidifier in the man-cave and then set out to do some gardening. When you have to go out to the back forty of the palatial estate to transplant, weed, and spread mulch, it takes time. Of course I had to put my John Deere™ hat on my head and my sleeveless shirt on my torso. Finally I mowed the lawns. Fortunately, our neighbor used his power mower to mow the front lawns, saving me additional work.
I think that Adam or Steph told me the other day about a guy who loves to say, "If it isn't red, it stays in the shed." That relates to Farmall™ tractors, I think. I have my own saying, "If it isn't green, it shouldn't be seen."
In sports, the boys in blue had Thursday off before welcoming the Pirates to the Friendly Confines™ on Friday afternoon. The Tigers finally cooled off the red hot Royals, 2 - 1. Now the Tigers are off to Cleveland to face the Indians. My beloved Red Sox took it on the chin again, losing to the Oakland As, 2 - 4. The Caps hammered the Fort Wayne TinCaps, 15 - 4, to open the second half of their Midwest League season.
Today, I plan to relax after my morning walk with our intrepid Weather Dog. I will do more highlighting for Mary, because I am getting into the subject matter. I will also play more music on the girls. I like it when a plan comes together.
The sun will rise in the East at 6:03 a.m. and set in the West at 9:27 p.m. Just a reminder for anyone wanting to view the world famous Musical Fountain here in GH; that the show doesn't happen until after dark. It is also noteworthy, that the fountain in Central Park is not working right now. There has to be something wrong, or it is in need of a part that has yet to arrive. Wedding planners using the park have probably had to adjust the angles of their photos. By the by, if you want to take a ride on the Harbor Trolley™, a ride for people 60 and older is only 75 cents. Ciao.
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