Tuesday, July 14, 2020

A Parade of Zinnias

With a Few Other Things Thrown In.

Despite the continued HOT weather, there are still a few things blooming around the yard. Among them the zinnias happen to be the happiest. Here are a few pictures of them and some other things I saw along the way.

Zinnia


Coreopsis ? This is from a pack of wildflower seeds I sowed last year. This is the first year it came up.


Bee on Bachelor's Button. Notice the pollen sacs on its back legs.


Zinnia


Mushrooms growing under one of the pine trees.


Zinnia


White wild flower (or some might call a weed). Does anyone know the name for this?


Zinnia


A new egg in the wren's nest


Zinnia


An out-of-sync cicada



Well, that's it for this go round.
Until next time...

Sunday, July 12, 2020

Thankful Sunday, July 12, 2020

I am thankful for the Delete button.

Well, it has finally happened. After all of these years, my little, obscure blog has finally gotten some disgusting robo comments. I am very thankful for the delete button so I don't have to see them one more time. If they show up again, I guess I will have to go to reviewing the comments before publishing them.

In other news, here's a quick note before I go to work.

Speaking of going to work, I am back in the building but only interacting with other coworkers. We are doing contactless pickups at the library at this point in time and phone service. Masks, cleaning, and social distancing are going well there, but I do get tired of the mask after an hour or two. I'm still a little stressed answering the phone because I was just starting to catch on, in my new position, to all that is involved with answering questions when I had a 4 month hiatus because of COVID-19. I was busy teleworking during that time with training and programming, but I didn't have to figure out the details of peoples accounts. At least I am very polite as I sometimes fumble through providing people with what they need.

And speaking of programming, I will be doing a virtual program for the library in a couple of weeks and that is occupying a lot of my time. I will be reading, doing experiments, and a craft. It's difficult to technically manage all of that with one fixed camera (my phone or Ipad mini)  and I seem to be trying something different every day. I'm getting closer, but there is still a lot of room for improvement. All of our programs are live for legal reasons. It would be easier if I could record it, but that is not the policy presently.

In the meantime back at home, they are almost done with all of the construction. And what's the most important part of that? The port-a-potty is gone. It was cleaned regularly, but with the heat, it didn't always smell the best.

And speaking of heat, we have gone over two weeks with temperatures over 90 and no rain. I am getting tired of it and so are the plants. I can tell you that I'm not ready to move to a hot, desert climate.

And speaking of plants, despite the heat and lack of water, we are getting some vegetables from our small garden. We have been enjoying lettuce, peas, several kinds of cruciferous vegetables.and two kinds of squash.

And speaking of food, I should go now and fix my lunch for today.

Until next time...



Sunday, June 28, 2020

Thankful Sunday, June 28, 2020

I am thankful for old siding.

Our house is mostly brick, but has some vinyl siding as does the detached garage which serves as Ward's workshop. The siding was almost 30 years old when we moved in and was showing its age with cracks, holes, and fading colors. During the shutdown when we were spending all of our time at home, we decided that it was finally time to get it replaced.  We reasoned that we would be here to interact with the workers if needed and since all of the work would be outside, we wouldn't have to worry much about social distancing. We contacted our favorite contractor and then the fun began.

While they were removing the siding from the shop, they found extensive termite damage. So much so that entire parts of studs were eaten all the way through. It's a miracle that the shop hadn't fallen down.  Further investigation found active termites at both the shop and our house. Luckily, our house hadn't seen much damage yet. It took a lot more work than originally anticipated, but the termites were treated, the shop was rebuilt, and new siding was installed on both the shop and our house.

If we hadn't had old siding that needed replaced, we might not have found the termites until the walls actually fell down. So for the 30 year old siding that needed replaced, I am thankful.


Friday, June 26, 2020

All God's Creatures

Well, actually just a few of them that I see in my yard.

This is the latest addition to our bird feeder. Cute, but very piggy. The ironic thing is that my neighbor loves chipmunks and puts food out for them, but he has only visited her once.


We used to think that this squirrel could empty the feeder pretty fast until the chipmunk showed up.


This male finch is one of the intended visitors to the feeder.


For a couple of weeks this juvenile mourning dove lived under the feeder. 


This was the last day in the nest for these baby robins.


A house wren makes a nest in this box every year. Sometimes it's a decoy nest and sometimes it gets eggs and babies like this year.


Birds aren't the only things hatching these days. This baby praying mantis I found on my porch was only about 3/8"  (~ 1 cm) long.


Bumble bee on bachelor's button. The number of bees seems to be down this year. That may have something to do with the hard freeze we had in May.


I don't have any pictures to show you of the rabbits that are enjoying our peas or the deer that are eating our tomatoes. Maybe next time.



Sunday, June 21, 2020

My Father

Happy Father's Day

My favorite picture of my parents with my oldest sister.

I think about my father every day, but on this Father's Day, I've been thinking, in particular, about the things he taught me.  In no special order, here are a few.

1. Life isn't fair, but that shouldn't stop you from succeeding. My father was the oldest boy in his farm family. That meant that farm work was more important for him to do than attending school. As a result, he often missed school and eventually dropped out of high school because of it. It wasn't fair because other kids (and siblings) got to go to school regularly. But he didn't dwell on that. He learned to work hard and be highly successful at anything he attempted. While I don't have quite the same amount of grit as my father did, I do try to move ahead when life throws me a curve without spending too much time in "Woe's me land." (By the way, he got his GED in the Army and aced every single test he took there in his engineering and bridge building courses.)

2. It's okay to not be the life of the party. My father didn't like crowds, so he didn't attend many things where there were more than a few people gathered. But he had many friends because one on one, he was a talkative, interesting person.  I am much like my father in that I am more comfortable one on one with someone instead of in a group. So even in a society that values gregariousness over quietness, I learned that it is okay to be one of the quiet ones.

My father talking to his two younger brothers on
the farm where they grew up. Notice his uniform. :)
3. Comfort and function win out over fashion every time. My father had a uniform so to speak. You would usually find him donned in a gray work shirt and Lee jeans with army socks. The clothes were comfortable and fit his outdoor lifestyle. When I was younger, I didn't quite understand the lack of variety in my father's clothes. But now, I see the wisdom in his choices from saving time while shopping to feeling good in what you're wearing. Perhaps because I'm female, I have varied things a bit more than my father did. I buy my shirts in several different colors instead of sticking with just one. :)

4. Where there's a will, there's a way.  While we had all of our basic needs met while we were growing up, there was not much extra money. But that didn't mean that we missed out on a lot. For example, we had season passes to the swimming pool because my father did work for the pool for free. Also, he was a great barterer as well as retrieving things others had cast away. His favorite was what he would find floating in the river while he was fishing. We got all of our lawn chairs this way. He showed me that when the easy ways of doing things are not available, it doesn't mean that you can't figure out another way to do it.

5. It's okay to treat yourself.  My father worked very hard. He was a lineman and spent long days, often in bad weather, doing very strenuous and dangerous work. But every single night he a had a bowl of vanilla ice cream. A simple but satisfying treat at the end of a long day. I try to remember when I get busy that it's okay to stop and enjoy a small treat. We all need a break and something special from time to time.

6. Freckles are fun, but wear your sunscreen. My father had red hair, fair skin, and plenty of freckles. My sisters and I all took after him in that way. Most of his life was spent outdoors without the benefit of sunscreen and he paid for it in his later years with many skin cancers. By example, he showed us that sunscreen and regular checkups with the dermatologist are very important.

7. You can break the cycle. My grandfather was not the best father to my father. Grandpa handled the difficulties in his life with alcohol and did not always provide a kind or stable environment for his kids-especially the older ones. Instead of practicing what he knew, my father was a different kind of father to us. We grew up in an incredibly stable environment and never had to worry about any of our basic needs being met. Along with my mother, he also encouraged education as an important part of our future. He showed me that you can overcome whatever difficulties have happened in the past. Not that it is ever easy, but it can be done.

8. If you have, give. The classic example of this is the large amount of vegetables my father gave away every year. Even in the years when we canned and froze hundreds of quarts of things, there were always extras for others. In the empty nest years, my father continued to raise huge gardens that supplied many people with fresh vegetables. But it didn't stop there. A tool, a fishing pole, a knife, if my father thought you might like something, he would give it to you. Or at the very least, make a very good trade so it would be easier to accept. His generous spirit showed me that it's easy to make the day of someone else.

9. Connections to nature are vital. My father grew up outdoors on a farm, and later both his job and leisure time were spent outdoors. It was where he was most comfortable and came alive. Even when he was winding down his life, he kept his connection to the outdoors through the window of his nursing home from his wheelchair. While I don't spend all of my time outdoors, I have learned that the connections to nature are important for my mental health just like my father.

10. We all have differing abilities. While my father had great spatial awareness, I do not. At all. While my father was an expert marksman whether with a rubber band, gun, or bow and arrow, I am not. While my father never got motion sickness, I always do. While my father could ably whistle any tune, I cannot. But you know what, he never said that I should be able to do all of those things or anything in particular. He just expected me to do the best I could with the talents I had. And that's a freeing thought.

I think most of us could talk for days about the things we learned from our father in one way or another. And I am one of them. But 10 seems like a nice round number, so I'll stop here for today.

Note: Of course, many of these lessons overlapped with what I learned from my mother. But since it's Father's Day, I focus on his part for today.