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We went floating twice this weekend.   It was perfect.   The sun was out, the sky was blue,  

Wait.  Isn’t that a Beatles’ song?

So, anyway, on Saturday a whole bunch of us floated four miles from the campground down to Williams Ford.  The water was over the slab when we got there.

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Then on Sunday we went floating again.   Before we went, I was out watering the Hosta Dell and found that the bees were enjoying the swamp milkweed.  This one is a carpenter bee.

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This time we actually enticed our husbands into floating with us.   I had the idea that somewhere during the day the opportunity to portray my new “more svelte” self (as requested by az) would provide itself.

I took this image reflected in a mirror that sits out on the deck at Jeri’s place.  The sun was behind me, the mirror was pollen laden, and I think the misty look of the linen dress (from azahar’s designs, by the way)  I am sporting makes a pretty good image.  I really like the way the sun reflects off the mirror onto my face, and the fact that you can see me holding the camera for this self portrait.

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The next two are much more graphic, and taken by my own dear spouse.  I decided to edit out my face somewhat, as I don’t really need it plastered all over the internet.   But I thought I would give a tasteful response to Nursemyra’s corset Fridays.   This is as close to underwear as I ever get.

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Please be kind.   I could be more svelte than this, and have been in the past.  But I think I’m doing pretty good for nearly 56 years old.

Now, to a completely different subject.   The river.

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I shall leave you with a picture that deserves a thousand words, at least.   I promise that tomorrow I shall endeavor to relate the story behind this deconstructed mail box.

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You’ll like it, I promise.   Meanwhile, y’all have a nice week.

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I picked this bouquet on the way into the house after I walked Ruby tonight.   Clockwise from the left:  Cathedral bells (also sometimes called clustered bellflower), coral bells, lance leafed coreopsis, white bleeding heart, valerian.

I think this qualifies as another bouquet you can only have if you have a garden.

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A while ago I did a post about an epiphany that I had regarding diet and weight loss.   At that point in time, somehow I was motivated to take control of my food intake.    

In addition to getting serious about limiting my caloric intake, I also upped the daily walk with Ruby to four miles.   Believe me, the first time we went four miles rather than our usual 2.5, she was highly indignant, not comprehending the need, etc.    She got over it.   

The dog has slimmed down and hardened up considerably under the new exercise regimen.

I am happy to report that since that post at the beginning of April, I have lost 12.5 pounds.   It has been such a seemingly effortless drop that I am no longer just aiming for 175.   I’ll take it a pound at a time and see what happens.  

As an interesting side-effect, once Jim realized I was extremely serious about my need to take some more pressure off my knees and hips, he got on board with the program and has been producing meals that help me achieve my caloric goal.    

Apparently, it has helped him do the same, because he has also dropped some of that winter fat that had accumulated.    

It’s all good.

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I believe that I may have mentioned previously that we are graced with a typical small town newspaper, complete with proof-reading by SpellCheck.  The editors love to put all of the police blotter on the front page, as if this will be a come-on for prospective home-owners looking for a place to retire or relocate.  

This evening I was enthralled by the headline in our local “newspaper”:   WOMAN CHARGED IN SWORD ATTACK.   The article has this intriguing lead-off:

A Lebanon woman is accused of attacking her neighbor with a sword Saturday evening at the motel where they both reside.

It is actually worth checking out the newspaper’s article containing the full details of this incident.  I particularly like the precision of detail given by the victim as he describes how his attacker “approached him and tried to punch him with her left fist.   In self-defense, he struck back with his right fist. . .”  

You should bear in mind that the Red Fox Motel and its inhabitants are our direct neighbors at the back line of our property.   It used to be a state of the art motel along historic Route 66, but now has devolved to dive-dom, possibly even slumdom.   

However, that was not my favorite article tonight.   The following report was on the back page of the paper.   I would love to provide you with a link, but unfortunately our little paper’s website only lists the front page articles, the obituaries and the local school sports news.  So, I am providing you with an exact copy, with all errors intact, of my very favorite article from the Lebanon Daily Record so far this year.

TRUCKS, SISTERS COLLIDE  – Woman charged with misdemeanor assault

From LDR staff

     A Lebanon woman is accused of smashing her husband’s truck into his twin brother’s truck, causing it to hit her sister’s car, then getting out and attacking her sister early Sunday morning.

     Raquel Lynn Dampier, 25, is charged with a Class A misdemeanor assault, according to the Laclede County Prosecuting Attorney’s office.

     At about 2:20 a.m. Sunday, police were dispatched to the 800 block of North Adams Avenue afer receiving a report of a fight between several people, according to a probable cause statement from the Lebanon Police Department.

     Police arrived on the scene to find three vehicles had been involved in a collision, and three people were in the street, arguing.

     Her husband told police he and his sister-in-law had been outside the house trying to find a way in because she had lost her key when they heard the truck coming fast down the street.

     Dampier provided police with a written statement, saying she came around the corner of Adams and Curry, she saw the 1998 Dodge Ram pickup truck her husband had been driving parked out in front of the residence where she lives with her sister.

     Seeing the truck there infuriated her, so she rammed the rear end with the 1995 Ford F150 pickup she was driving, causing the Ram to hit her sister’s 1997 Chevrolet Cavalier, she told police in her written statement.

     After the crash, Dampier got out of the truck and ran over to where her sister and husband were standing, her sister told police.   Dampier accused her sister of have (sic) an extra martital (sic) affair with her husband and attacked her, the sister said.

     Dampier allegedly pulled out handfuls of her sister’s  hair and punched her in the face several times, the probable cause statement said. 

     Dampier told police she only struck back after her sister attacked her first.

     The three had stopped fighting by the time police arrived.

      Dampier wrote in her statement that at one point in the fight, her husband held her down so her sister could kick her, but no evidence she was kicked was visible to police, according to the report.  

Whew.   Take acouple of deep breaths and a moment to digest all that.   I am fascinated by the typos and grammatical errors that creep into the narrative at the most seamy part of the scenario, almost as if the reporter was so carried away by the story that (s)he could not focus on the technical part of writing.

“Just your ordinary Ozarks disfunctional family,” was Jim’s comment.    I am intrigued by the scene so poignantly presented.   There is a whole novel contained in that oh-too-short vignette.  The first of many questions that come to mind is “What about the husband’s twin brother?”

Do you suppose any alcohol was involved?

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As I mentioned last night, a post about what can be found in my river bag seemed like a good idea.   It was particularly easy to put the pictures together since the whole mess was completely damp after yesterday’s rainy day on the river, so I had the bag completely exploded all over.   As I was eyeing the pile of stuff on the kitchen counter, it occurred to me that it is hard to believe that all that stuff actually fits in the bag.    

When I decided I needed to put together a river bag, it was because I was so envious of Jeri’s river bag.   It seemed like a magical entity from which all sorts of useful and essential items emerged at various points of time, which she always referred to as “the accoutrements of finer living.”  Since I knew that I wasn’t always going to be floating with Jeri, and that a properly appointed river bag can be used for other activities as well, such as hiking in the back country or traveling off the beaten path somewhere, I decided I needed to put together my own bag.   

The first order of business was to find a bag, and the first one I acquired worked pretty well except it was too deep and things got lost in the bottom of it, and it also wasn’t really big enough for my purposes.   I finally found what amounts to the perfect bag at Bass Pro Shop, in the hunting section.   This bag is a shooting bag, and it is designed to hold your lunch and all the things you might need for a nice morning hunting turkeys or squirrels out in the woods.

It has a large center compartment on a belt that is designed to strap around your waist.   As you can see, there are also two beverage holders.  The strap is perfect for attaching the bag to the canoe by looping it around a thwart.   It would not do to have your source of all emergency supplies sink to the bottom of the river if you happened to flip your canoe.

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See the front flap with the duck head?  If you flip that open, you find a very useful compartment full of little pockets with velcro closures.  That is the section of the bag I use as a first aid kit.

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Now, a photograph of everything that is in the bag on a daily basis.

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At the top of the photo is my container of sunscreen and my waterproof binoculars.    I had an extremely nice set of small binoculars for birdwatching, but they were not waterproof and after I flipped my canoe they completely filled with water.   Jim took them apart and dried out all the lenses and prisms, and then put it all back together again, but the alignment of the optics was never the same after that.   He bought me a set of waterproof ones for my birthday shortly after I ruined the original set.

Just below the sunscreen on the left is a pair of plastic bags that look sort of non descript.   They contain some of the most important equipment I take with me.

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There is a bag that always contains dried fruit of some sort and nuts.  Right now it is sporting apricots and pecans.  The three tubes are minature bubble wands with bubble mixture.   I got them at one of my clients’ wedding, and I find the bubbles to be invaluable for calm sunny days when floating down a long pool.

Continuing on with the inventory, next to that are a pair of little jars, one has Carmex lip balm, the other a supply of my very own personal hand made first aid salve.   The tangled up black cord next to them is attached to a signalling whistle.   Moving over to the far left you see the bag with an emergency rain cape in it.    Right next to it are a few Halls cough drops.   Sometimes nothing but a nice cough drop will do.  Continuing across on the same level, there  is a jar of tea tree oil, and one with nu-skin next to it.   The small white jar is full of aspirin and ibuprofen.   Just above the jars (with a blue handle) is a small ball point pen. Then there is a container with toothpicks, a lid opener for aluminum cans (red handle), a corkscrew with a knife and a can opener attached, a square container of dental floss, the whistle, a compass, a quartz crystal from Arkansas, a box of matches and a small empty zip lock bag in which I put my camera battery when I take my camera.  Back to the left again, and in a plastic bag, there are sterile bandages, and bandaids in several sizes.  On top of that bag is the tape for attaching the sterile bandages, and a blister packet of dye free benadryl.  Just below it is a blister pack of immodium (anti diarrheal).  Moving on across, there is a packet of alka seltzer, a needle in a piece of cloth with some tweezers behind it, a set of nail clippers, a small brush for getting in between your teeth, and several packets of emergen-C electrolyte powder.   Last on the left is a plastic bag that contains toilet paper, a folded up piece of newspaper for starting fires, and a small laminated notebook with a stub of pencil in it.   Lastly, in front is a black stretchy ankle brace.

Here is the bag with the first aid supplies partly loaded into the front flap area.

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Zip up the sides, and the sterile bandages and ankle brace fold neatly into it.

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All the rest of the stuff goes into the large main pocket.  Note that there is enough room left over I can get my camera (packed neatly in a quart ziplock freezer bag for water security) in there when I want to take it along.  My sunglasses stick down in there handily also.

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What it does not have right now and should have is the emergency space blanket and a flashlight.   I usually transfer my tiny LED flashlight from my purse to the river bag when I’m using it.   I gave the space blanket to Jesse and have not replaced it yet.

What it ought to have in a blue sky world is a PDA loaded with the Complete Oxford English Dictionary, the Complete Audubon Bird Guide, the wildlife and plant identification data base from the Missouri Department of Conservation, the Audubon Guide to North American Wild Flowers, and the Encyclopedia Britannica.   What it will never have is a cell phone of any sort because most of the time there is no cell phone service down under the bluffs along the river so it is pointless to have one along anyway and besides, when I am floating I don’t really want to talk on the phone.  Or twit.  Or whatever that thing is everybody is doing so frantically nowadays.

The one fly in my ointment of this perfectly satisfactory bag is it is not waterproof.   It is slightly water resistant, but when the canoe flips the bag gets wet, which is why everything that could be harmed by immersion is in waterproof containers, like my fancy binoculars should have been.    

That is a pretty well appointed river bag, has stood me in good stead not only on the rivers of Missouri but in the high country of Colorado and the urban and back country all over the world.  A word to the wise:   This is the sort of bag that you should put into your checked baggage.   This little collection is guaranteed to give airport sercurity personnel heartburn.

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