Monthly Archives: July 2020

Beate and Tim will be coming back for a couple of weeks, and they’re going to bring Andy an avocado plant. That’s not only sweet, it brings back wonderful memories of the one we grew from a seed in Ithaca … Continue reading →

I received two emails from Torrie this morning about the high-altitude jet. First: Good Morning! I have not forgotten you. The factory sent an email yesterday saying it is still being researched. Then shortly afterwards she sent this: Good Morning! … Continue reading →

In a recent post Ann started with, I hesitate to write posts like this because voicing ones opinion can so easily cause drama these days. I agree with her about that, and… I hate racism, but I tend to be … Continue reading →

When Andy was emptying the garbage this morning his glasses somehow fell into the dumpster. So he came back to the apartment, got the step ladder and a stick to hold the lid of the dumpster up, and started to … Continue reading →

I just read Mary Oliver’s poem, Luke’s Junkyard Song. It’s “by” a puppy stuck in miserable conditions who focuses on the beauty of the one star he can see between the twists of metal above him. I was taken by … Continue reading →

A news release from the Forest Service said, The Fourth of July weekend on the Santa Fe National Forest (SFNF) was unexceptional in the best definition of the word – no fire starts, no reports of illegal fireworks and no … Continue reading →

I came across this quote today: Sometimes the most productive thing you can do is relax. I also came across this video: Just another day relaxing in the pool. Of course, it’s also possible to be relaxed while doing things, … Continue reading →

This past January I wrote a post entitled Fighting Back With Joy. I’m repeating it here because it’s even more appropriate now: I have learned to read the papers calmly and not to hate the fools I read about. —Edmund … Continue reading →

Ginny had a neat quote yesterday, We learned to be patient observers like the owl. We learned cleverness from the crow, and courage from the jay, who will attack an owl ten times its size to drive it off its … Continue reading →

Remember that high altitude jet we want for Andy’s brush cutter? As I said, Friday I phoned the distributor in Dallas to find out how to get it. I talked to Torrie, and she said she would contact the factory … Continue reading →