Loving it
Sunday, 27 August 2023

Rain filled the barrel the other day. Now, I’m watering out of it. It’s a cycle.
Lows last night in the upper 40s. No kidding. Tonight, the prediction is the low 50s.
Sunday, 27 August 2023

Rain filled the barrel the other day. Now, I’m watering out of it. It’s a cycle.
Lows last night in the upper 40s. No kidding. Tonight, the prediction is the low 50s.
Saturday, 26 August 2023

Sometimes evening comes and the lake gets very still. Sometimes the moon hangs above the dock. Sometimes it all takes my breath away.
Thursday, 24 August 2023

Today was Day2 of overcast; tomorrow may be the same. Not inspiring. Nice to not have wind, as you see early this evening.
I got the thistle terminology wrong on Tuesday. The spiky parts are prickles, and my derived word for the entire plant was prickers. Still is (in my head).
Wednesday, 23 August 2023

Five is a cupcake birthday. Today’s highlight was without a doubt a fifth b-day party. Seven adults and one b-day boy…who slept for half an hour before waking (slowly) to open his presents…while waiting for the adults for finish their leisurely dinners. All is well. He liked the rock-decorating kit best, I think; it came complete with rocks (and glitter, googly-eyes, paints, etc.).
Tuesday, 22 August 2023

Tromped through and around in the field and discovered that the infestion of these thistles has, big surprise, increased over last year. I also discovered that my work with The Beast, while it didn’t eliminate the invasive grass, it did keep it from going to seed where. I cut. However, I didn’t manage to cut all of it down, just most of it and the thickest patches. I’ll take that progress, though.
Little known fact: I called these plants prickers when I was a kid. I must have gotten that term from The Botanist. It’s the technical term for the wee and annoying thorns they sprout on stems, leaves, everywhere.
Apologies to Sky Watchers: dull overcast during the final daylight hours; no even boring sunset.
UPDATE Apologies to botanists: the thorny parts are called prickles; I in turn created (pretty sure) a term for the whole plant: prickers.
Sunday, 20 August 2023

Warm night last night, only down in the high 60s. Tonight it’s almost that cool now, heading down to the high 50s. I suspect I’ll sleep better tonight.
Feeling for the people of SoCal, Baja, and that area; they probably aren’t sleeping well at all.
Friday, 18 August 2023

The wind blew itself out, as Mom used to say. The lake level is lower than when we left, but the point still isn’t as pointy as it was.
Still haven’t been able to return to my before-10am outdoor work schedule. It’ll come.
Monday, 14 August 2023

We’ve seen military convoys now and then on the move on Interstate right-of-ways here and there, now and then. Today was the first time either of us could remember tanks on flatbeds that were not also military vehicles. It’s another thing our military is outsourcing, perhaps, skeptical me suggests, because outsourcing money comes from a different pile than straight military that’s easier to recharge (or get the votes to recharge).
Saturday, 12 August 2023

I have a new service provider. I’m trying out Mint. Goodbye ATT. So far, I can see that through the day, under what seem to me to be the same conditions hanging around the house, my Minty-fresh phone uses 10% more battery doing…hey, you there? pings to its parental-wellspring.
Friday, 11 August 2023

This morning’s weather excitement…less scary than it looks.

Yesterday’s weather fun. We got a lot of green rain. I was oh kay.