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Sunday, August 16, 2015
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
Saturday, July 18, 2015
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Saturday, July 11, 2015
First World Problems
The best one ever is Mom's. When she left her Kindle and her Ipad at Caleb's, she had to read her books on her phone. Tell THAT to someone 20 yrs. ago.
While playing poker, in the screenhouse, my battery ran low, and I had to divert the 12ga extension cord from the popup to the screen house.
There's a guy up here who is proud because he's "off the grid". Yet he has a generator and propane. So he pays through the teeth for electrical power, when he could have it for $0.12 per Kwh, the same price it was 25 years ago. There is no cure for stupid, except experience, which in his case didn't help at all.
On the farm, I paid $9.00 a day for electrical power. Try to imagine all the things that nine dollars a day did for me. I can't list it all. Then try to imagine what that nine dollars would have bought me in human labor. Electricity is a bargain. Energy supplants human labor and makes modern life possible.
Last night, in the cove at Plymouth Rez, our cove, where the itinerant stump presently resides, there was a disturbance in the water. It reminded me of the beaver we'd seen the night before, swimming to and fro, only there was more than swimming going on in this instance, and I wasn't sure it was a beaver at all. I walked past the pop-up and got within 30 feet of the, um, activity, and could see two snapping turtle carapaces floating on the surface. Then heads, and tails, and outstretched limbs and splayed feet, and grappling and wrestling. An odd groaning and grunting, besides. What the hell? The heads were huge. Nerf football sized. Snapping turtles mating? Maybe, but they looked to be the same size, and females are supposed to be smaller. So two males fighting, maybe. Or maybe two gay males, not that there's anything wrong with that. It went on for quite some time. Half an hour? Then they were gone.
So fine. Big deal. Then this morning, a great blue heron lands near the fireworks mound, and stands stock still in the water, as I watch from the basement, covered in fiberglass filaments. Then it moves six inches along the shore. Then stops. Then six inches more. Then stops. It takes it fifteen minutes to make it to the dock, six inches at a time. Then it flies off, accomplishing nothing. But the GBH is definitely related to the dinosaur. Creepy.
That was enough for me, but ten minutes ago, an eagle flies up from nearby trees, or somewhere, wherever eagles hang out, and soars around for ten minutes, higher and higher, until I can't see it anymore. Buzzards wobble. Eagles soar.
Anyway, enough is enough. Think I'll have another beer and then a nap. And keep my eye out for that bear. At this rate, he's probably headed my way.
Friday, June 26, 2015
Monday, June 15, 2015
Big changes for the Murphies
The winds of change are blowing through this family. Today, Luke is in his first day in his new job, Jason's in his second week in his new job, Laura's making the transition to HER new job (same company, big promotion) and Anna's working for only a few more weeks in her old job while getting used to a new life in a new apartment in a new state, not to mention a new marriage. Congratulations and best wishes to all of you -- and hold onto your hats!
Update: Including this hat (thanks, Anna!)