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Pandemic Furlough Campout

Pandemic Furlough Campout

  With fears of the contagion, business was slow. My employers decided to save some money by furloughing me Tuesday through Wednesday morning, so Walter and I took advantage of the relaxed travel restrictions to go camping. The Triumph loaded with gear, we headed...

Saturday Morning Soak

Saturday Morning Soak

Good morning Saturday. Hot tea and a sunrise soak at Bunny Hump Ranch. As the sun climbs the ridge behind me, a line of brilliance falls across the trees and tipi in front of me.                     I can actually see...

Good Morning

Good Morning

  6/9/26 6:15 52F (11C) Blustery,  gray and damp. The waning crescent moon hangs in a patch of blue, showing through the torn fabric of clouds, rent by a belligerent west wind. The rain has paused but I expect it to resume at any moment. There was a chorus of...

Good Morning

Good Morning

    6/8/26 6:30 50F (10C) Calm, cloudy, no wind, no precipitation.  Yesterday it dried out. More rain is predicted today, but there is none at this moment. Birds call to each other under a sky the color of lint. The neighbor's dog started yapping and Walter...

Good Morning

Good Morning

    6/7/26 6:15 46F (7.7C) Cloudy but still. It rained off and on all day yesterday, sometimes hard. It stormed last night. This morning there is no rain and no wind, but there is a big limb off the maple laying across the deck. Somewhat improbably, there...

Good Morning

Good Morning

  6/6/26 6:30 49F (9.4C) Cloudy,  calm. The sun is up. It is a quiet Saturday morning. The birds chat with each other in subdued voices. The clouds overhead move to the east in a steady, orderly procession. There is no wind on the ground. It rained last night,...

Good Morning

Good Morning

    6/5/26 7:00 54F (12.2C) Cloudy,  light gusts, no rain. I slept  late. The sun is over the ridge. A brisk breeze blows through the oaks, shuffling leaves like a deck of cards. Walter is barking at the neighbor's dog. Sheila Kitty is critiquing my tea....