This month

October 1, 2020

Well it’s the first day Of October, and the rest of our lives. The
bonus is we’re one day closer to end of 2020 and hope that 2021 will
bring an end to the insanity that occurred during this year.

October is the 10th month of our year and is usually associated
with autumn in the northern hemisphere and summer in the southern
hemisphere. The following is list of things that occur this month.

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, Health Literacy Month,
Medical Ultrasound Awareness Month, World Menopause Month and
Vegetarian Awareness Month to name a few.

Here in the United States we have National Adopt a Shelter Dog
Month, National Domestic Violence Month, National Work and Family
Month, American Pharmacist Month, National Dental Hygiene Month,
Sudden Infant Death Syndrome Awareness Month, National Pizza
Month, and National Pork Month.

Oktoberfests and Halloween are observed this month and car shows
start to become less frequent until the indoor shows start next year
here in the Northern part of country. Leaves on the trees start to
put on a show of color before dropping to the ground and critters
grow their winter coats.

This poem by Robert Frost sums up this month better than we could-

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

Enjoy our Thursday as the start of the weekend is only a dream
away.
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Random firings

September 22, 2020

Here’s a picture of the cardinal I managed to get a shot of the
other day. Looking through the pictures we noticed a picture of
another cardinal also. Not as close as this one though.

This male cardinal flew to a tree in the neighbors yard and he can
be seen between the leaves. They didn’t used to be so skittish but
then again we didn’t used to have so many cats around either.

The sunrise looked different with all the smoke in the air from
the fires out west. The weather guy said that although it is hazy
there isn’t a health threat from the smoke. If said smoke changes
the way things look I’m thinking it isn’t good for me.

Growing up we used to call these foxtails. I suppose there is an
official name for them and if I’ve heard it don’t remember. Just
think they make an interesting picture.

Since the computer is back up I’ve been searching for the joke I
thought the wife sent me. So far no luck so have to go with my
original thought that I either dreamed it or entered the Twilight
Zone. Worse case, I’ll just type up something and see if looks right.

Called this picture ‘Mother’s Love’ as I caught the moment on
camera. There are also times the mama rolls her eyes and tries to
run too. It’s part of what makes them so much to watch.

Enjoy our Tuesday as it’s here anyway. Now for some coffee and
leftover pizza.
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The dream

September 19, 2020

picture from Hemmings

I awoke from a dream so real this morning I could smell the cigarette
smoke and stale beer. In the dream three of us were bar hopping in a 1952 Willys Aero Ace as shown above. Among those of us in the Willys, and drinking, I was the only one still alive.

By that I mean my Mom, brother, and myself, decided to take a
totally trashed Willys that rode like it had three square wheels
and visit some dives with honkeytonk jukeboxes. Said bars even had
the jar of pickled boiled eggs sitting in front of the taps.

For some reason I was designated driver of the wayward Willys and
both the beer and peanuts tasted stale. We started at a skid row bar
where I made sure to get cigarettes out of the machine to ensure I
didn’t run out.

Then the dream got strange. At least to me it got stranger than
drinking with two dead relatives and driving a car none of us ever
had, but I digress. We ended up at a place that had the shortest bar
we’d ever seen. It was long enough for four bar stools and filled
up as soon as the three of us sat down.

The juke box was full of songs by Merle Haggard, Patsy Cline, Lefty
Frizzell, Hank Williams, and more. But this bar entered the Twilight
Zone when we noticed the ‘bottomless’ beer glasses. No matter how
long you sipped your beer the glass never got empty and the beer
stayed cold.

That’s when I woke up and realized it was just a dream. After all,
I haven’t had a beer since 1987! But it was good to spend time with
Mom and John again even if it wasn’t real.

Enjoy our Saturday. Now for more coffee and leftover pizza.
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This is only a test…

September 18, 2020

Lately you may have noticed pictures of the new batch of kittens and
little else. One reason is they’re handy to photograph while another
is they’re cute. So this post we’ll show a couple of the older cats
that have been in the house for quite a while.

First up is the oldest, Yoda. Or as we call her, the 24-toed wonder
cat. She has extra toes on all feet and is gentle as they come. We
have never had a problem with her other than her habit of kneading
her claws on your pants leg.

This picture of Monkey, the second oldest cat in the wifes zoo, is
not as clear. If you know Monkey that’s because she can’t sit still
unless she’s sleeping. Named her monkey because when we brought her home she was bouncing the walls! Both were rescue cats are still doing fine.

Ran out of old cats so we’ll show this one of the sky looking south
from our place. Just thought the sky looked interesting that
particular morning. The steeple is on the church where we had
visitation and the funeral for Dad.

Here are hostas in bloom with ferns wasting away in the background.
Said hostas seem confused but then again we had roses blooming one
year up to Christmas.

Finally, this little brown squirrel was all over the yard searching
for his stash. Don’t know if he found it our not but it is almost
fall. Won’t be long and we might be seeing tracks in the snow.

Proved to myself a post could be done without a kitten picture.
Enjoy our Friday as in about 3 hours we’ll be buying groceries.
Now I need more coffee.
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Easily distracted

September 16, 2020

Had some running to do today, at least that’s what the wife informed
me and I was chosen as driver. Picking up her prescription at the drug
store I was ready to cruise home when the wife told me we had one
more stop.

Turns out we wanted to go to WalMart. Told her they probably would
stop me at the door as I refuse to wear a mask. They didn’t so we
went ahead with her task.

When we got to the counter at customer service I began to wonder.
Well the wife wanted to send some money to someone in another state. The girl behind said counter had long fingernails and made it a point to let everyone see them.

Thinking this would get interesting watching her type everything
out with those talons I began to pay attention. From the way she got
the job done this wasn’t her first rodeo. She just bent her finger
and used her knuckle to type in the information.

Granted it was slow using one knuckle instead of both hands, but she
got the job done. I almost asked the young lady if it wouldn’t be easier just to trim her nails but decided discretion is the better part of valor. She could knuckle that keyboard though.

At least we got free entertainment while waiting for the form to
get filled out and money sent. And yes, after a few cups of coffee
I am easily entertained. Enjoy our Wednesday. Now for more hot
coffee.
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Burning up

September 15, 2020

The other day this black squirrel was looking all over the yard for
some treats he’d buried earlier. Have noticed a few of his friends
with walnuts in the their mouths as they ran for cover. Looks like
the critters are gearing up for winter.

Have also noticed the sky has gone hazy and we’re told that is from
the fires out west. Also told said conditions aren’t good for those
who have breathing issues. Thanks 2020.

Read an article about those fires which said not that long ago a
fire of 10,000 acres was rare. Now there’s one in California that is
50,000 acres. As we’ve said before the cause of these fires lay at
the feet of our government. Yes, government is blaming ‘climate
change’.

Well, shortly before Clinton left office he limited the ability of
our Forest Service to thin out dense foliage and downed trees. He
also introduced the Roadless Rule to restrict use of existing roads
and construction of new roads on the 49 million acres of National
Forest. This was all an extension of the Northwest Forest Plan of
1994 to prevent forests from being over-logged.

Ten years before that, the Fish and Wildlife Service placed the
northern spotted owl on the Endangered Species Act which ham stringed timber harvests. This resulted in an 80% decline in the amount of timber removed.

Sounds like good plans you say? Well…. Logging allowed fire breaks
which helped lessen the damage done by fires. When dense over growth and fallen trees are not removed they become kindling. And removing the roads makes it almost impossible for firefighters to get to some fires.

We think you get the idea. We only hope the people who live there
see the light soon and speak out about this mismanagement of
resources.

Enjoy our Tuesday. Now for some coffee and leftover pizza.
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A few thoughts

September 4, 2020

Today we’ll say our final goodbyes to Dad. Not sure what to expect
but will find out. Do know there will be no more stories and a few
less laughs in the mornings. So thought I’d share a few here.

Dad was born on the farm near a town of about 50 people and an old
country doctor. In most cases this doctors’ idea of pain management
didn’t involve anesthesia. This doc would just hand you a leather
belt and tell you to bite down on it until he done.

Of course through the years we heard the story of how he had to walk
through snow six feet high, uphill both ways, to school. Sometimes
the distance or snow height varied but it was always uphill both
ways.

Besides breaking out with a few bars of ‘April Rain’ we’d hear tales
that started with his mother called him son because he was so bright.
And when discipline was needed he used an old leather strop. Young
folks may not get that one.

Dad was proud to be member of the church, the VFW, and the American Legion. Until later in life he didn’t talk about his time in the Navy during WW II, but then opened up to my brother and myself. We found out he was in Japan when the peace agreement was signed.

Our grandfather, Dad’s Dad, lived to be 94 and turned 18 in the late
1800s. Grandpa always said tractors were a fad and kept horses just
in case the tractor broke down.

Enjoy our Friday as it means the weekend is here. Now for some
coffee.
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Busy week

August 17, 2020

A week ago today Iowa was hit by a storm called a Derecho and the
effects are still being felt. It has now been estimated that here in
Davenport the wind hit 110 mph and LeClaire had 95 mph winds. This
storm impacted 1.1 million people.

The storm traveled 770 miles and was 220 miles wide. 10 million
acres of crops were destroyed. For those who don’t think in acres,
that’s about 15,625 square miles of lost crops. We went from
thousands without power to a few hundred while clean up is almost
done in some places.

Damage to residential properties, vehicles, and farms will take
longer to get back to normal. On the bright side, we now have enough
firewood for a nasty winter should it come.

And I was informed this morning that we’re going on vacation in
December. Not sure why the wife is thinking tempting fate like that,
but we’ll have to see how things go. So we may be heading south in
the last month of this year.

There was talk going around of two white kittens seen on our
property and we saw the mythical critters yesterday. Still tiny but
definitely white. One looks like a short hair and the other has the
markings of a Siamese cat. We’ll have to keep an eye on them to see
how that turns out.

Enjoy our Monday as we will.
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It’s finally here!

July 15, 2020


Picture from Car and Driver magazine.

Well, the much hyped Ford Bronco has finally made an appearance. It
has been delayed, pushed back, and the subject of much speculation,
but the news is out. The base 2-door model will run you around
$29,995 and the base 4-door around $34,995.

A standard transmission is only available on the base model and
with over 200 options your dream 4×4 could end up costing you over
$60,000. Like the looks but am not putting $100.00 down on one to
reserve it.

The base 2-door and 4-door models come with a 2.3 liter EcoBoost
four cylinder engine that makes 270 horsepower and plenty of torque.
Among the engine choices is an optional 2.7 liter EcoBoost V-6 that
puts out 310 horsepower through a 10-speed automatic.

About the only thing I don’t like about it is dial where the
shifter used to be. First used it on the wifes car and am still not
used to it. The Sport button in the center is fun to play with
though.

If you want to know more about trim levels, costs, and more
information, go to this link.

So enjoy our Wednesday as we will. Now I need more coffee.
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Noisy weekend

July 6, 2020

We won’t see another 4th of July until next year and the wifes’
cats are happy. During the evenings of the 3rd and 4th our little
portion of the east coast of Iowa exploded with what sounded like
a sound track from a WW II movie.

Fireworks have changed since I was a lad running around the back
yard with a sparkler in each hand. Even the occasional Black Cat or
M-80 pale when compared with what’s out there today. That said, we
did get a few pictures.

It was easy to know where the next burst was going to be as the
flash of bright light foretold of another display. And when said
pyrotechnics went off it would shake the ground, rocket into the air,
explode again, and fill the sky with light.

Our city didn’t have its own display while people all around us
decided to stock up and try to light all they bought in one night.
So many fireworks were shot off that our air quality plummeted to
a dangerous level and a haze filled the air.

The economy must be doing alright with so many people buying so
much fireworks and it was good that so many could forget about
the virus to just have a good time. We can wait until next year
for a repeat.

We have at least 4 neighbors who are veterans, two with PTSD
so we’ll check with this morning to make sure they’re ok.

Enjoy our Monday as it’s 5 o’clock somewhere. Now for some coffee
and leftover pizza.
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