Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Restored!
Most everything is back to normal after the Flood of 2010. Some things are better than ever. When Winter arrives we can discover still more stuff that the River dropped in amongst the trees and underbrush; they're mostly covered by all the foliage now.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Sabotaged again
Another flat tire, another inner tube from the local farmers' co-op. We're getting pretty quick at this.
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
Two tired? and Tireless
| Riverbank, early this morning |
| Zoom in on the tractor |
It's two front tires are missing. One lost its air, the other had a slow leak that needed pumping up: every other day, 100 strokes with the tire pump. Honey Locust, aka Thorn trees, are the culprit. The ubiquitous thorns stick into the tires and pierce them. So, it's time to quit messing around and get inner tubes inserted at the local Co-op. That should put us back into business.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Helping Mother Nature with the Path to the River
| July 2010 - sprucing up |
- The bridge survived, nearly intact.
- Lots of sand was dropped on the downstream side (to the right of the bridge)
- A sycamore was uprooted and toppled at the river's edge. It's making new trees from its fallen trunk (upper right)
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| August 2002 - the Path is born |
Another great day awaits
Peaceful, quiet, full of the wonder of what the day will bring.
The cat was stalking a crow out in the yard. The crow flew away when the cat, having slowly crept toward it for about 25 feet, made his sprint for the kill.
Have fun buzzing all around the neighborhood on the Tracker.
The cat was stalking a crow out in the yard. The crow flew away when the cat, having slowly crept toward it for about 25 feet, made his sprint for the kill.
Have fun buzzing all around the neighborhood on the Tracker.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Peaceful in the early morning
Two geese just flew down the river, then made a lazy turn over our River bank to fly East over our path. Honking all the while, they were like a major pleasant interruption to the peaceful transition from early morning fog to sunshine skimming across the yard as a new day begins.
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