An amazing woman

October 16, 2017

You probably haven’t heard of Amanda Marsh but you may if you
see the movie “Only the Brave” when it comes out on October 20.
She is the widow of Eric Marsh who was a wildland fire fighter.
Because of her husbands death she was a consultant on the film
when it referred to her husband.

When younger, she and her family lived in Chino Hills,
California. She moved to Arizona to study creative writing at
Prescott College and spent her nights in a bar. She had a
problem with alcohol when younger, had stopped, and met her
husband in a 12-step program. Eric Marsh talked at one meeting
about his work with the Granite Mountain Hotshots.

They discovered they had mutual interest in music, rock
climbing, and horses so in January of 2010 Eric proposed during
a trip to the San Juan Mountains. The first fire of that season
left Amanda alone and she knew she couldn’t live by his
schedule as work became his mistress.

She got busy and worked their horses and grew her business
while he fought fires. They had settled into a routine
until June, 2013, when she received the call that her
husbands crew was missing.

When news did come she wanted a beer and cigarette but didn’t
act on it. She remained sober a day at a time and later sold
their place with the five-horse stable and got her own place,
started the Eric Marsh Foundation for Wildland Firefighters,
consulted on the film, and some criticized her of being in it
for the money as her business prospered.

We believe she is an amazing lady who is surviving and keeping
her husbands memory alive through the foundation. We find it
hard to believe that some people would try to shame her for

Enjoy our Monday, it’s the first day of the rest of our lives.
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Thinking back

October 12, 2017

I just got the wife off to work and noticed it started to
drizzle. You know how that goes, not a hard enough rain to get
soaked yet sets a chill in your bones. But Autumn is here with
the leaves changing color, the drop in temperature, and the
steely gray skies.

Christmas displays are starting to pop up and the Holloween
candy is overflowing the aisles. On the east coast of Iowa that
means time to get the snow removal gear in order. Depending on
who one listens to we will either have a dry mild winter or
a cold snowy one.

This is also the time of year that shifts my mind into over-
drive and it moves faster than my fingers can type. We’ll try
to keep up. We’re entering the season when comfort food seems
more important than any other and the holidays start coming.
At least since I retired they let me sit at the adult table.

It shouldn’t be long before the migratory birds start heading
south to their winter homes along with folks who love the area
more than they like our winters. They usually come back once
it warms again.

And this time of year reminds me of days on the farm when the
chores came before anything else and TV was a luxury. If we
watched and hour of TV in one sitting, it was a holiday. And as
I joke with our youngest, the TV had living black and white.
When color TVs became affordable we’d adjust the rabbit ears
until we marvelled at how life like the shows had become.

Now, I’m out of coffee and the leftover pizza along with the
doughnut holes on the table are calling for me. Enjoy our
Thursday. Before we know it the weekend will be here.
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The visit

October 11, 2017

Had a good time while having a chat with Dad and his care
giver. I took over prints we had made from digital pictures
that we took on the trip and both Dad and the care giver really
liked two of them. So we’ll share the two with you today.

This first one may have been posted here before, but I like it
too because the colors just seem to grab you and drag you into
the picture. This is of a homestead between Mountain Home and
Boise and I thought these people had found the perfect place
to live.

The other picture is more personal and was taken when we went
to park that had a little lagoon full of ducks. Our son sat
down and grabbed our grand daughter and I shot the picture.
Most who look at it really like this one for some reason.

I know I said two but will throw in an extra or the post will
be too short. We may have shared this one too but if we did
bear with us. We were at the interactive center and the ladies
got together around the bubble machine. I still haven’t
figured out who was having more fun.

That concludes the pictorial chapter of this post, as for the
talk with Dad, it went good. We talked of the usual things,
the cost of living, rural living, how there are more wild
animals in the cities than on farms, and everyone’s health. He
was in good spirits so we shared some laughs.

Then he had an appointment with a physical therapist and I had
to get the car home so the wife could go to work. Great start
to a great day. Enjoy our Wednesday.
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Routine Friday

October 6, 2017

The lady who follows me around and myself stepped out the back
door ready to go grocery shopping and ran into the critter
shown above. The feral kitten did not seem happy that we put
groceries before him. He calmed down after I fed and watered
the bunch later.

Yesterday I observed a crew working on the church steeple
that is 3 blocks south of us. With the fog this morning we
couldn’t see even a hint that it was there. Upon returning from
getting our groceries we noticed a faint outline of the steeple
and were relieved it was still there.

And we are now having a critter problem that we didn’t see
coming. We feed the birds on the ground as that makes it easier
to get a picture when an interesting bird is present. But the
black kitten seems to think he is a panther. He stalks the
birds and attacks when he gets close.

The birds have posted look outs to protect their own. They
have even tried dive bombing the attacking kitten and getting
pretty noisy in the process.

So far we only have birds flying away and no casualties. That
doesn’t stop the kitten from trying. We will be looking for a
solution soon as he won’t be a kitten forever and we enjoy
watching the birds and the feral kittens.

It’s been spitting rain since we woke up and is supposed to
rain today and tomorrow so I may not get many pictures until
it clears. Couldn’t even see the full moon last night for all
the clouds.

Enjoy our Friday, it’s the last one this week. Now I need more
coffee and some chocolate doughnut holes.
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Rambling thoughts

October 4, 2017

Our son called last night to inform me he had hit a deer on
the road to the reservation. Thankfully no one was hurt with
the exception of deer. The car was derivable after the accident,
but being a Saturn some of plastic fender didn’t look so hot.

We got some of the rain that was forecast and it looks like
there will be more to come yet this week. After the rain the sun
came out to dry things off. Almost reminded me of Hawaii in the

This morning I went to visit Dad to catch up on what happened
while we were cruising and visiting other family members in
Idaho. According to the Antique Farmer nothing happened while we
were gone of any significance. My brother was in the hospital
and released during our cruise and if we understand correctly
he is doing better.

The feral kittens have made their appearance once I started
feeding them again and the birds have also came back. We’re
getting back into the same stuff different day phase now. The
wife left for work and I’m trying to catch up on the honey do

And I took a walk down memory lane about how things have
changed over the last 30 years as our anniversary is coming in
December. While my eating habits haven’t changed, the hours
have. Back then I could work a 12 hour day, come home and mow
the lawn, then go out to the garage and work until midnight on
the latest project.

I could do all that now but it would take a week and several
naps to get it done. I still believe getting older beats the
alternative hands down. So enjoy our Wednesday as I know we
will, after a nap and a pizza.
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More pictures

October 3, 2017

In the aftermath of the shooting in Las Vegas, and with heavy
hearts, we decided to post a few more pictures in the hope that
it may help brighten your day. We hope we haven’t posted them

The first one was taken around sunrise from the back at our
motel. Somehow it spoke of a promise for a better day ahead.

The following are a few of the scenery in and around Mountain
Home, Idaho. If you can’t be there, or have no desire to
experience it, these will give you idea of what it looked like
to us.

One area was not so pretty due to a recent wildfire. The
picture doesn’t do it justice as it went on for acres, this
one was just about 10 miles outside Mountain Home.

We saw many different critters so here are a few of them.

And finally, I mentioned a log house just as you entered
Boise and shared a picture of most of the building. On a return
trip I managed to get the entire building in the shot at 85 mph.
Not as easy as it sounds and I ended up with a little bit of the
car mirror at the bottom of the picture.

I’ll continue to sort through all the pictures taken and may
even get around to editing all of them. Enjoy our Tuesday, it
looks like it’s going to be a good day.
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Here we go again

October 1, 2017

I had good intentions of doing an early post until reality
hit. Slept in only to realize the cupboard was bare, not even a
Snicker’s bar to found anywhere. On the plus side, we have
enough coffee to last us for another month.

After the cruise to the grocery store to stock up on all that
we didn’t have and coming back to unload it, I was told we were
taking a cruise to my mother-in-laws place. Not a problem, got
her tablet up and running while killing a wasp that somehow
managed to get inside her apartment.

Accomplishing that, and after a short visit we were headed
back home, or so I thought. The lady that follows me around
decided we should stop and eat before heading home. And now we
are finally back home for the day. So I thought this a good
time to share some pictures.

One of the feral kittens let me know he didn’t appreciate me
not telling someone to feed them while we were gone. He kept
his distance, even after I put out fresh food and water.

As we were headed home from our trip the skies over Nebraska
seemed to all be laying down. The picture doesn’t do it justice.

Critters were out in force on the cruise home so we’ll share a
few of them. We saw some good looking horses along the way.

As we were cruising down the highway of life I noticed a herd
of animals ahead and alerted the wife. When asked what they
were I replied they were mutant horses who survived a nuclear
blast. As we got closer I noticed my mistake. I believe they
are Alpacas.

Then we came upon a horse who looked like he lived in heaven.

Almost immediately after entering entering western Iowa we
saw a sight we never grow tired of. High corn with a cloud
filled sky for a back drop.

After crossing the bridge spanning the Missouri river into
western Iowa on I-80 you find this overpass, complete with
statuary, as you enter Sioux City.

Not sure if I like the art but it does make you think. And
finally, the wind turbines. In Iowa it seems like we just as
many of these as we have cornfields.

That’s a little of our past few days and after uploading the
pictures from my flash drive we’ll share more. Hope you are
having a great Sunday as we are recovering from vacation.
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