Tuesday, 13 September 2022
Where we live when we are not here, we do not see sunsets unless we trek away from the house to a place with sky-view to the west. Which is neither easy nor super-close-by.
So, it cannot be surprising that I am enamored of the sunset views we can easily get to…if we leave this cozy-cottage, and walk just a few steps west. Where the sky is wide open and…can look like this.
Sunday, 11 September 2022
The blush is rising on the apples. And they’re getting sweeter.
The lupine pods have gone grey and exploded, dispersing their seeds.
Not all fall color is leaves.
Friday, 9 September 2022
My device indicates it’s still waxing gibbous, yet it seems close to full.
Thursday, 8 September 2022
We strolled over the hill to catch the sunset. During our walk, we saw at least two dozen deer and heard sandhills. There was a breeze and, in general, the deer were slower than usual to notice us and vamoose. Or is it vadeer?
Wednesday, 7 September 2022
You’ve heard of ice sculptures. These trees are sculpted by ice. BTW, that’s foam not snow.
Tuesday, 6 September 2022
We assembled at 2:30 to get the boat lift in for the winter. [As in away from the crushing force of ice.] It’s been out at the end of the dock all summer, making fishing and outings easier, while the boat is protected from being tossed by the waves when not in use. We brought in the dock the other day. Today, the lift was an island needing removal. We put the wheels and axles in a canoe, and reattached them to the lift-frame (more complicated than it sounds), then pushed it to shore. There, we assembled (or D did) a cable, and an ATV did most of the pulling (out of the frame to the left). Here you see us lifting the frame so it smoothly pops up from the lake-edge, and, voila, it became simply a matter of parking. Oh, yay. All finished by 2:30. Then, two actively feeding ducks arrived, focused where the lift had been, perhaps finding a surfeit of tasty bits stirred up by our feet during the lift removal.
Monday, 5 September 2022
Although the late-day light has a faint orangeish tint, the leaves are also beginning to be less green. Overnight temps below 50°F also indicate the season is changing.
Saturday, 3 September 2022
We’re definitely enjoying the (relatively) open skies in these parts. Last night we watched two bald eagles cruise by multiple times. Here: first quarter moon over the orchard.
Monday, 29 August 2022
Kinda felt like today would be too…muggy for much outdoor work, or really much activity at all. So, we opted for an air-conditioned ride to Serious Grocery Shopping, or a UP approximation thereof. Eventually the overcast burned off and the sky became stunningly clear, with very white poufy clouds.
Because we rarely shop at this emporium, we did some aisle-wandering to find all items on our list. Somehow (as in: Someone Else wanted Oreos), we wandered past the Pepperidge Farm cookie section, and I discovered my recollection of the varieties offered is way, way out of date. [That’s a good thing?] I note the geographic distance between the locations referred to by these two names. Not being a particular fan of either coconut or milk chocolate, I easily gravitate to the Mackinac version. Also, at 8.6 oz vs 7.2 oz, whatta bargain.
Thursday, 25 August 2022
This afternoon, after the rain that started overnight stopped…
…I took a walk down to the beach as an antidote to the nauseating reporting by David Enrich in WashPo, “How a Corporate Law Firm Led a Political Revolution”…
…which discusses in detail how the law firm Jones Day inserted their (conservative) choices into the judiciary across the country, including into the Supreme Court.
Lest you think this was a side-effect and not a deliberate plan, note this quote from Rob Luther, one of Don McGahn’s assistants in the White House Counsel’s Office, soon after he left government service and joined Jones Day: “We did it! We reshaped the judiciary! We changed the country!”