Thursday, August 13, 2009
Emma, Emma, where have you gone?
Emma is a white cat, with blue eyes.
She belonged to the BRD.
A day or so ago, she was lying on an outdoor couch on the patio. Then she disappeared.
Cats do that sometimes.
Sometimes they feel ill and go off to a dark corner to either heal themselves or to die.
Sometimes they wander off to an open field and become "coyote candy".
Sometimes, they just come home . . . asking "what's for dinner?" and offering no explanation of where they've been.
The BRD is heartbroken. Emma had been with her for many years. We share her sadness.
So . . if you've seen Emma around your neighborhood, tell her to go home.
This photo is not of Emma but it looks like her.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Just visiting
Monday, August 10, 2009
Fire!
"There's a fine golden haze on the meadow..."
But wait! This isn't Oklahoma and that haze off toward Mingus Mountain isn't golden. It's wood smoke.
There's a 400 acre fire burning up on top of the mountain, in the Prescott National Forest. Forest Service officials have been letting the fire burn as it is in a region marked for treatment, i.e. controlled burning.
But wait! This isn't Oklahoma and that haze off toward Mingus Mountain isn't golden. It's wood smoke.
There's a 400 acre fire burning up on top of the mountain, in the Prescott National Forest. Forest Service officials have been letting the fire burn as it is in a region marked for treatment, i.e. controlled burning.
Meantime, as a former colleague of mine used to write in any story about forest fires . . . "smoke will settle in low-lying areas as temperatures cool after sundown."
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Family & Friends
We've just had a busy (and fluid) weekend as two of our grandchildren showed up on Saturday. They are Christina and Lesly.
The BRD apparently was casting a spell here.
The BRD apparently was casting a spell here.
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