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This week's official FLYLady zone is The Kitchen.
Are you working this zone or, if you have your own custom zone, where are you working this week?
If you get a moment, take a look around and think about what you might need to accomplish. Regardless of what else you do or don't do, is there something in that area that needs taking care of, clearing off, decluttering, some kind of attention?
Got goals?
This week's official FLYLady zone is The Kitchen.
Are you working this zone or, if you have your own custom zone, where are you working this week?
If you get a moment, take a look around and think about what you might need to accomplish. Regardless of what else you do or don't do, is there something in that area that needs taking care of, clearing off, decluttering, some kind of attention?
Got goals?
"But the best news of the week is that FABULOUS WHITBY is now printed and available! Contributors (you know who you are) will get a complimentary copy in due course. If anybody else wants to order it via Amazon, please use York Publishing Services (YPS) as the supplier as they have a much faster delivery time (2 days). Bookshops (including Waterstones) should also be able to order it easily through YPS, so if you’re supporting your local bookshop (which I’d much rather you did if possible), that shouldn’t be a problem."
My laptop is still in the shop, having its hard drive replaced, so I am taking a rest from writing until it is ready. However, I am book doctoring and have just finished a review (in the 'classic SF' section) for SFX.
In other news, I am saddened by the death of Tom Disch. A great shame.
I am home, and I don't know if anything else could feel this good. My bed, my pj pants, my couch. My dog is so happy to see me, and I am dreading getting up and geting on Wii Fit and see how much a weigh. I've had a bad week eating wise.
But home, home again and at last. I don't know that I want to leave for a long time.
A long, long time.
But home, home again and at last. I don't know that I want to leave for a long time.
A long, long time.
The Girl Genius comic for Monday, July 07, 2008 has been posted.
Clearly I'm allergic to fun. After going to Gasworks park (along with half the city) to watch fireworks, all I've wanted to do is sleep.
When I get to Hell, they're going to make me the IT girl. And NOT for my blinding talent.
I'm the only one in the house who has a clue about our wireless network, but I'm not surefooted enough with it to do things right the first time. So I get everything wrong at first, then run around figuring things out and trying to decipher arcane terms I've never heard of, until I've banged my head against the problem long enough that I manage to fix it. There is also a lot of swearing involved.
This time, when I tried to add a new device, I got the settings wrong. So wrong that, in trying to figure out what I screwed up, I managed to knock out the entire network in various and interesting ways. I spent all day of the 4th rebuilding the whole thing from the factory settings and getting all the computers back online. I was very sad. Okay, no, I was a livid ball of furious hate with (most likely) ridiculously high blood pressure. This is how I get when I'm fixing the computers. The up side is that I now know a whole lot more than I did about the system, and won't make the same mistakes again. The down side is that I probably shaved a few years off my life through sheer irritation. And I'm sure there's lots of new mistakes for me to make later. There always are. Oh, another good thing: the wireless network now functions beautifully in all parts of the house, even the bits that couldn't get a signal before.
We've started watching the old HBO series Carnivale. So far, it's really good. Kind of like finding a new Bradbury story. (Mmmm... Bradbury.) Also, the set design is delicious. I'm really enjoying it.
In June, we went to an event hosted by Clarion West: an interview with William Gibson. It was really interesting to listen to him talk. I should go to more of that sort of thing. Later, at the reception, we got to meet him briefly, and he said nice things about our work, which completely floored me. Pretty awesome.
At the same party, I got to meet Connie Willis, which was embarrassing as can be. I didn't want to barge in on her, so Phil dragged me across the room to where she was standing. Then I completely lost my mind and couldn't say more than "...geeble!" at her. I had nothing intelligent to say. No, that's not it, I just couldn't get anything out. 'Cause I'm a big dork. Phil had to say: "she re-reads your books every year." (Meanwhile, I'm doing my amazing goldfish impression.) Fortunately, she seemed to be used to such things. She was very kind and carried the conversation graciously. What I remember of it involves her suggestion that in addition to rereading her work over and over again, I should read the Mapp and Lucia books. Okay, I will. They look great.
For those who haven't heard me say this before, all of Connie Willis' work is great. To Say Nothing of the Dog is one of my comfort books. I read it when I get too blue, and it never fails to improve my mood. Her short stories are also great pick-me-ups.
Also at the same party, there was amazingly good cake. Seriously GOOD cake. All around, a really enjoyable evening. Even if I did turn into an incoherent puddle of fan goo in front of an author whose work I love. So that's what it feels like...I had no idea...
And lastly, what my kids are currently fighting over: Bananna Sunday. A really cute, funny comic about a girl and her friends and her talking apes. Good stuff.
When I get to Hell, they're going to make me the IT girl. And NOT for my blinding talent.
I'm the only one in the house who has a clue about our wireless network, but I'm not surefooted enough with it to do things right the first time. So I get everything wrong at first, then run around figuring things out and trying to decipher arcane terms I've never heard of, until I've banged my head against the problem long enough that I manage to fix it. There is also a lot of swearing involved.
This time, when I tried to add a new device, I got the settings wrong. So wrong that, in trying to figure out what I screwed up, I managed to knock out the entire network in various and interesting ways. I spent all day of the 4th rebuilding the whole thing from the factory settings and getting all the computers back online. I was very sad. Okay, no, I was a livid ball of furious hate with (most likely) ridiculously high blood pressure. This is how I get when I'm fixing the computers. The up side is that I now know a whole lot more than I did about the system, and won't make the same mistakes again. The down side is that I probably shaved a few years off my life through sheer irritation. And I'm sure there's lots of new mistakes for me to make later. There always are. Oh, another good thing: the wireless network now functions beautifully in all parts of the house, even the bits that couldn't get a signal before.
We've started watching the old HBO series Carnivale. So far, it's really good. Kind of like finding a new Bradbury story. (Mmmm... Bradbury.) Also, the set design is delicious. I'm really enjoying it.
In June, we went to an event hosted by Clarion West: an interview with William Gibson. It was really interesting to listen to him talk. I should go to more of that sort of thing. Later, at the reception, we got to meet him briefly, and he said nice things about our work, which completely floored me. Pretty awesome.
At the same party, I got to meet Connie Willis, which was embarrassing as can be. I didn't want to barge in on her, so Phil dragged me across the room to where she was standing. Then I completely lost my mind and couldn't say more than "...geeble!" at her. I had nothing intelligent to say. No, that's not it, I just couldn't get anything out. 'Cause I'm a big dork. Phil had to say: "she re-reads your books every year." (Meanwhile, I'm doing my amazing goldfish impression.) Fortunately, she seemed to be used to such things. She was very kind and carried the conversation graciously. What I remember of it involves her suggestion that in addition to rereading her work over and over again, I should read the Mapp and Lucia books. Okay, I will. They look great.
For those who haven't heard me say this before, all of Connie Willis' work is great. To Say Nothing of the Dog is one of my comfort books. I read it when I get too blue, and it never fails to improve my mood. Her short stories are also great pick-me-ups.
Also at the same party, there was amazingly good cake. Seriously GOOD cake. All around, a really enjoyable evening. Even if I did turn into an incoherent puddle of fan goo in front of an author whose work I love. So that's what it feels like...I had no idea...
And lastly, what my kids are currently fighting over: Bananna Sunday. A really cute, funny comic about a girl and her friends and her talking apes. Good stuff.
- Mood:
sleepy
In early May I bought a nice potted hydrangea at Costco. I've never had a hydrangea before. I was excited to find one in a planter, as I am a renter without a garden spot. It sits in my front walkway, and if it's a sunny day (I'm in Olympia Washington-so more no sun days than sunny days)it gets a good amount of sun. It was a pretty purple/blue/pink -ish color when I bought it. It's slowly turning light green. It's really bland looking. I have not pruned it, or deadheaded it, but there are a few blooms that should probably be taken off. But, I have no idea how to do that-do I take off the whole blossem-only the bits that have died-where do I make the cut if I'm to prune it? I've read that I can add something to t he soil to help the color, but I didn't understand what it was=more alkaline or more acid...right? One website said to be afraid of adding too much, or it would kill the plant. Did it turn green because of something I did or didn't do?
I guess what I'm asking is some basic hints for hydrangea care in containers. Everything I found was over my head.
Thanks very much
I guess what I'm asking is some basic hints for hydrangea care in containers. Everything I found was over my head.
Thanks very much
- Mood:
good
I get nasty menstrual migraines (day 2 or 3 of my cycle) and have just started experimenting with cayenne for them, since I have little luck with painkillers or other methods that I've tried. The last couple of days have involved messing around with whatever form I could get my hands on, including taking Potter's Life Drops (tincture of peppermint, elderflower and cayenne) in water, and even trying chilli oil (the dilute stuff used for cooking) in my nostrils. I think it helped somewhat.
I'm now looking into nasal sprays with capsaicin in them, as chilli oil really isn't the way to go long-term. Has anyone tried these, or anything similar? If so, what sort of migraine was it for, and how did you use it? My menstrual migraines predictably turn up at the same time every cycle, so I'm also interested in finding something I can start using preventatively the morning I'm due for migraine, or even for the few days beforehand. Two sprays that I'm eyeing up (I'm in the UK) are Sinus Buster, which sounds good apart from wittering on about homoeopathy (I'm not interested in the placebo effect, thanks, and I strongly doubt that anything where you can actually detect the chilli is actually using it homoeopathically, I suspect they're using "homoeopathic" as a general buzzword for "natural"), and Sinol. Sinus Buster uses cayenne 3x, and Sinol uses 4x: does anyone know what this means? Both also use eucalyptus and rosemary, which sounds sensible to me. If you know of any others, or can vouch for a brand, please do let me know.
Sinus Buster sound stronger, so I'll probably go for them. They do a range of sprays, of which the obvious contenders are:
Classic Sinus Buster for sinus problems and headaches: Purified water, Capsaicin, Eucalyptus oil, Rosemary extract, Vitamin C, Sea Salt, Vegetable glycerin.
Migraine/headache formula: Purified water, Capsaicin, feverfew Extract, Peppermint Oil, Organic Rosemary Extract, Vegetable Glycerin, Vitamin C (Ascorbic Acid), Citric Acid, Sea Salt.
Last I heard, feverfew is for preventative treatment, not acute treatment. At one migraine a month, I'm not going to be taking this stuff daily, and if I were then I'd be getting my herbalist to put feverfew into my daily tincture. Which do you think would be more appropriate for menstrual migraine? Is it worth starting it a couple of days before the migraine is due? Would the feverfew make any difference if I used it that way? The other difference that I can see is peppermint vs. eucalyptus, and I suppose that while both can be used for headaches or for respiratory problems, peppermint is more likely to be useful for headaches.
I'm now looking into nasal sprays with capsaicin in them, as chilli oil really isn't the way to go long-term. Has anyone tried these, or anything similar? If so, what sort of migraine was it for, and how did you use it? My menstrual migraines predictably turn up at the same time every cycle, so I'm also interested in finding something I can start using preventatively the morning I'm due for migraine, or even for the few days beforehand. Two sprays that I'm eyeing up (I'm in the UK) are Sinus Buster, which sounds good apart from wittering on about homoeopathy (I'm not interested in the placebo effect, thanks, and I strongly doubt that anything where you can actually detect the chilli is actually using it homoeopathically, I suspect they're using "homoeopathic" as a general buzzword for "natural"), and Sinol. Sinus Buster uses cayenne 3x, and Sinol uses 4x: does anyone know what this means? Both also use eucalyptus and rosemary, which sounds sensible to me. If you know of any others, or can vouch for a brand, please do let me know.
Sinus Buster sound stronger, so I'll probably go for them. They do a range of sprays, of which the obvious contenders are:
Classic Sinus Buster for sinus problems and headaches: Purified water, Capsaicin, Eucalyptus oil, Rosemary extract, Vitamin C, Sea Salt, Vegetable glycerin.
Migraine/headache formula: Purified water, Capsaicin, feverfew Extract, Peppermint Oil, Organic Rosemary Extract, Vegetable Glycerin, Vitamin C (Ascorbic Acid), Citric Acid, Sea Salt.
Last I heard, feverfew is for preventative treatment, not acute treatment. At one migraine a month, I'm not going to be taking this stuff daily, and if I were then I'd be getting my herbalist to put feverfew into my daily tincture. Which do you think would be more appropriate for menstrual migraine? Is it worth starting it a couple of days before the migraine is due? Would the feverfew make any difference if I used it that way? The other difference that I can see is peppermint vs. eucalyptus, and I suppose that while both can be used for headaches or for respiratory problems, peppermint is more likely to be useful for headaches.
Greetings to the Community. I am Caine, and I am completely new to this thing called diy-vegetable gardesn. So, some background.
I live in Everett WA. My house faces west, and the only feasible spot for a vegetable garden is on the south side. I am just beginning construction of a planter bed, which will eventually be raised. The bed is roughly 8x4 feet, and is dug down 4-6 inches. At that point the soil becomes fairly rocky/sandy. There is a compost bin construction in one corner of the yard.
There are several issues I've been presented with. The yard in general has been poorly maintained, and is somewhat over-run with weeds and moss (moss being a fairly common issue in this area). The compost heap was also poorly maintained, containing anything from whole branches and chunks of lumber to plastic bags and even a garden hose buried about a foot underneath everything. The compost heap is just now approaching a decent state, though I do need to build a second one so as to separate out some of the fresher material to make the ready compost accessible.
Being new to this gardening thing, I have many questions. I sincerely hope I don't become annoying. I look forward to getting my organic garden up and running (though I have no illusions about planting anything this year. First things first). So, my first round of questions:
1. In building a nitrate layer (grass clippings), is it safe to include moss?
2. How important is it to have rock-free soil? How large a rock is too large? Getting
ALL the rocks out is basically going to be impossible.
3. How important is it to get rid of moss in the yard before the vegetable garden
actually gets going? Is it simply a matter of keeping it cut back from the bed until
I can oust the moss from the yard entirely?
4. Aside from completely re-doing the entire yard, soil and all, what are some easy
(and green) ways to get rid of the weeds?
5. Do I need to worry about centipedes in the bed? They're fairly common in the compost
heap, and some inadvertently make their way into the garden.
6. In the compost heap, are chunks of sod ok, or do they need to be fairly broken up?
We have a co-op fairly close to the house. They currently have topsoil, potting soil, and compost bags (1 cubic foot) for $7.25/bag. This is a steep price. Would it be silly to use this in the garden instead of continuing to sift rocks and build soil from what's already in the yard?
I hope someone can help me with these questions. This will be cross-posted in a few other communities, so my apologies if you see this repeatedly.
I live in Everett WA. My house faces west, and the only feasible spot for a vegetable garden is on the south side. I am just beginning construction of a planter bed, which will eventually be raised. The bed is roughly 8x4 feet, and is dug down 4-6 inches. At that point the soil becomes fairly rocky/sandy. There is a compost bin construction in one corner of the yard.
There are several issues I've been presented with. The yard in general has been poorly maintained, and is somewhat over-run with weeds and moss (moss being a fairly common issue in this area). The compost heap was also poorly maintained, containing anything from whole branches and chunks of lumber to plastic bags and even a garden hose buried about a foot underneath everything. The compost heap is just now approaching a decent state, though I do need to build a second one so as to separate out some of the fresher material to make the ready compost accessible.
Being new to this gardening thing, I have many questions. I sincerely hope I don't become annoying. I look forward to getting my organic garden up and running (though I have no illusions about planting anything this year. First things first). So, my first round of questions:
1. In building a nitrate layer (grass clippings), is it safe to include moss?
2. How important is it to have rock-free soil? How large a rock is too large? Getting
ALL the rocks out is basically going to be impossible.
3. How important is it to get rid of moss in the yard before the vegetable garden
actually gets going? Is it simply a matter of keeping it cut back from the bed until
I can oust the moss from the yard entirely?
4. Aside from completely re-doing the entire yard, soil and all, what are some easy
(and green) ways to get rid of the weeds?
5. Do I need to worry about centipedes in the bed? They're fairly common in the compost
heap, and some inadvertently make their way into the garden.
6. In the compost heap, are chunks of sod ok, or do they need to be fairly broken up?
We have a co-op fairly close to the house. They currently have topsoil, potting soil, and compost bags (1 cubic foot) for $7.25/bag. This is a steep price. Would it be silly to use this in the garden instead of continuing to sift rocks and build soil from what's already in the yard?
I hope someone can help me with these questions. This will be cross-posted in a few other communities, so my apologies if you see this repeatedly.
Very much looking forward to my day off tomorrow. Visit to the midwife, birth class in the evening. That's it in terms of concrete plans. Might need to hit the Ikea again in the morning to exchange a few of the items i got last week. We'll see if Silas feels up to it.
I'm getting very tired now. Just really low energy in general and having a hard time staying motivated for things like work and ... well ... anything that doesn't involve putting up my feet and possibly taking a nap. Growing a person takes energy!
I'm getting very tired now. Just really low energy in general and having a hard time staying motivated for things like work and ... well ... anything that doesn't involve putting up my feet and possibly taking a nap. Growing a person takes energy!
- Mood:
exhausted
Strawberry-Rhubarb Jam:
6 pints
6 half-pints
Strawberry Butter:
4 half-pints
3 shorties
Feta:
should be about 3 pounds eventually
so far, so good
White Goat Cheddar:
should have been about a pound
epic fail
now we know, and knowing is half the battle
if only we had wanted a battle instead of cheese
Birthday Vigil:
successful
jessicac has achieved the Baskin-Robbin's of years
Not all chickens are hatched yet, but i may be too tired to count by the time they are.
6 pints
6 half-pints
Strawberry Butter:
4 half-pints
3 shorties
Feta:
should be about 3 pounds eventually
so far, so good
White Goat Cheddar:
should have been about a pound
epic fail
now we know, and knowing is half the battle
if only we had wanted a battle instead of cheese
Birthday Vigil:
successful
Not all chickens are hatched yet, but i may be too tired to count by the time they are.
Strawberry & Rhubarb jam are done, goat milk cheddar is a bust, strawberry butter going into the canner momentarily, feta curd draining nicely.
What, you don't can at 3am?
What, you don't can at 3am?
Guest post by Arlo from Ottawa, Canada We're moving again, and at a time when life couldn’t be busier. It’s the last week of school so all kinds of year-end activities to attend, a graduation ceremony for my potential daughter-in-law, St. Jean Baptiste Day, and somewhere in-between I have to pack. I don’t know about you, but I hate packing. No, let me correct that. I love packing when it’s just me with a suitcase full of paperback novels and...



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mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a postcard.





-----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, July 06, 2008 12:07 AM
It's interesting - though you tagged this photograph as "I'm ready to love everything" and to me it looks like "I'm ready to lose everything," I wonder if in fact these vastly different phrases would still translate to the same meaning...

-----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, July 06, 2008 9:52 AM
I just showed this to my husband and he said "Thank God." It took us 6 months and we felt like failures.


-----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, July 06, 2008 7:51 PM
Subject: stat counter
I look forward to reading people's secrets every week and it makes me feel less lonely. Especially when I get to the bottom of the page and refresh and re-read stat counter to find that over 2400 people spent the last 4 minutes with ME!
...(152,903,926 - 152,906,332)









-----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, July 06, 2008 9:15 AM
When I walk by a black person I'm afraid they will think I am racist if I do OR if I don't look at them.
-----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, July 06, 2008 12:36 PM
for the record, we minorities don't notice whether you look at us on the street or not. we're thinking about politics, the weather, and what to make for dinner - just like you.

-----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, July 06, 2008 3:09 AM
Hi Frank,
At 26, my first wrinkles have just started appearing on my forehead. At first I was upset, but then I realized it was due to the expression I make when I am interested or curious.
Now, I hope they only get deeper, because I would hate to loose that sense of wonder. Thanks for posting it so that I could remember how important it is to love something more than my appearance.
-----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, July 06, 2008 4:35 AM
Being an EMT made me question my faith in god, but my coworkers gave me faith in humanity.

-----Email Message-----
To: Frank Warren
I was reading PostSecret today and I happened to scroll down to the end of the page, and saw a photo of Kristin - a childhood friend that lived around the block from me in Florida. I did hear when she died, but I was very surprised to see the suicide hotline with Kristin's picture on it.
After researching how the Kristin Brooks Hope Center was founded I had to pass along to Kristin's husband, Reese, that the love he has for her is overwhelming. His devotion to her memory is remarkable, and I just wanted him to know that a friend who knew Kristin a long time ago was proud that she married someone like him. Their child is blessed to have parents like Kristin and Reese.
Thank you for all you do to help people in dark places find their light.
-----Email Message-----
From: Reese Butler [Founder, Kristin Brooks Hope Center]
The ability and opportunity to connect with one of Kristin's childhood friends was a miracle and a gift from the PostSecret community.
After Kristin's death I desperately tried to reach out to all the people she grew up with. It was important to me that people who did know her learned what happened to her and how they can prevent others from falling to the same fate.
For over 3 years the PostSecret community has helped people learn that they share some of the deepest and darkest secrets and are not alone
Thanks for this miracle.
-----Email Message-----
From: Frank Warren
Subject: Struggling to meet a July 9th deadline
The Kristin Brooks Hope Center needs your help today.
Become a member of the 99 CLUB. Call Reese directly to arrange for a larger donation 202-669-8500 (yes, that is Reese's direct phone number, please be respectful). You can also make a quick and easy PayPal donation.
All donations are fully tax deductible and 100% of your donation will go directly to HopeLine.

-----Email Message-----
From: Reese Butler
Sent: Monday, July 07, 2008 7:44 AM
Subject: Fundraiser Update: Dramatic Increase in Club 99
There are now 81 members who have signed up for the 99 CLUB!
That is a combined pledge to raise $405,000 in the next year.
We need one final push this week to get over the immediate threat . We have a plan and the Postecret Community is fulfilling that plan. It is amazing and a miracle all at the same time.
Best always,
Reese Butler
President and Founder
Kristin Brooks Hope Center
National Hopeline Network 1-800-SUICIDE 784-2433
202-536-3200
202-536-3206 fax
1250 24th Street NW
Suite 300
Washington, D.C. 20037
www.hopeline.com
reese@hopeline.com

"They're toes. They're supposed to make you happy!"
Last week I had another blood test to try and find out what in the heck is going on with me. My stomach, which has always given me trouble, has been a bit more moody lately. Seems that most things I eat turn my gut into a churning mess of pain and molten lava. So I have been tested for H. pylori (a bug that causes ulcers) and celiac disease. Considering my overall symptoms (fatigue, dizziness, swelling, constant tummy troubles), I wonder if celiac disease is the culprit.
Celiacs are basically allergic to all things gluten, which means no wheat, rye, barley, and (possibly) oat. There is a protein in gluten that triggers an immune response in celiacs, causing their body to attack the lining of the small intestine. If untreated, this can result in some very nasty health problems down the road (such as type-1 diabetes and lupus).
I've been omitting so much from my diet already, I'm honestly not that sad about it. I really just want to feel good again, and if I can finally get a proper diagnosis, then I'll be so relieved. I've decided to start the sans-gluten diet this weekend, once I have all the necessary supplies. From what I have read, celiacs will immediately start to feel better. So here's hoping!
I promised my doctor that I would keep a food journal to document my progress, so expect more posts about this stuff.
Celiacs are basically allergic to all things gluten, which means no wheat, rye, barley, and (possibly) oat. There is a protein in gluten that triggers an immune response in celiacs, causing their body to attack the lining of the small intestine. If untreated, this can result in some very nasty health problems down the road (such as type-1 diabetes and lupus).
I've been omitting so much from my diet already, I'm honestly not that sad about it. I really just want to feel good again, and if I can finally get a proper diagnosis, then I'll be so relieved. I've decided to start the sans-gluten diet this weekend, once I have all the necessary supplies. From what I have read, celiacs will immediately start to feel better. So here's hoping!
I promised my doctor that I would keep a food journal to document my progress, so expect more posts about this stuff.
- Music:Heart - Crazy on You
Inspired by Catherine, I will simply post
I pretty much hate stuff.
And when I like stuff, I am mad that I like it, but I indulge anyway. Then I feel guilty. I have guilt with my stuff. LIke my car. Guilt. My home, guilt. And every damn thing my husband wants makes me angry. WHy does he want stuff?
I hate stuff.
More on this totally untrue and confusing post someother time.
I pretty much hate stuff.
And when I like stuff, I am mad that I like it, but I indulge anyway. Then I feel guilty. I have guilt with my stuff. LIke my car. Guilt. My home, guilt. And every damn thing my husband wants makes me angry. WHy does he want stuff?
I hate stuff.
More on this totally untrue and confusing post someother time.
The weather has been ideal here at the lake. Sunny, with variable breezes. Wonderful sleeping temperatures.
We have been doing fine with lots of hearts, s'mores, hot dogs, sitting on the dock, talking, etc.
Yesterday we did the whole 4th thing. The parade was at noon, and we stayed for the entire shebang, over two hours of it. Every town in the north was with its own float advertising "June Bug Days" or some such local festivity. There were princesses waving in synchronicity galore. Horses, clowns, the Chetek Bulldog Band. Veterans. A fly-over of WWII airforce planes (my favorite) which flew over about ten times. The street was awash with families from babes in arms upwards.
At nine we were standing on the long bridge to watch the humongous fireworks extravanga. It was ideal cloudless summer evening. The oohs and aahs were uncountable.
At the end of it, as we walked back to the Chetek Lutheran church parking lot to the car, Charlie sighed and said: "Everybody is here, and they are all smiling."
We have been doing fine with lots of hearts, s'mores, hot dogs, sitting on the dock, talking, etc.
Yesterday we did the whole 4th thing. The parade was at noon, and we stayed for the entire shebang, over two hours of it. Every town in the north was with its own float advertising "June Bug Days" or some such local festivity. There were princesses waving in synchronicity galore. Horses, clowns, the Chetek Bulldog Band. Veterans. A fly-over of WWII airforce planes (my favorite) which flew over about ten times. The street was awash with families from babes in arms upwards.
At nine we were standing on the long bridge to watch the humongous fireworks extravanga. It was ideal cloudless summer evening. The oohs and aahs were uncountable.
At the end of it, as we walked back to the Chetek Lutheran church parking lot to the car, Charlie sighed and said: "Everybody is here, and they are all smiling."
"Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all the others were making ships."
Charles Simic
Charles Simic



