But, really, the dog comes first
Not Knitting
4 sleeps away
May 11th
I count, as one of my Great and Defining Life Experiences, that moment in Iceland (10 years ago), when I had crawled up under the lip of a glacier. The day was freezing cold and it was snowing. It was November 2001. There was about 8ish hours of daylight – grey and cloudy.
I was in this dark cold space, with million year old water dripping on my head, and suddenly I understood on some visceral level what global warming meant: the space I was in was created by water runoff – runoff from the glacier drips. That huge ginormous chunk of ice was melting – despite the cold, despite the snow; it was continuing to shrink.
A few years later and I’d go to Antarctica. Something about these very cold, very old places gets to me. I can feel it now even as I type.
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That middle photo amuses me - apparently, I've been taking texture-y geometric-y closeups for a while. Black is crushed lava sand next to white foam wave on a beach.
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My entire reason for being in Iceland in 2001 was to check out the possibility of driving the Ring Road. (National Geographic Traveler had an article in 1994 that started this all. I’m still trying to locate it in hard copy.) Ten years later, Dude is making it happen.
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Note the first: Plants and gardening couldn’t have arranged to be on a “normal” schedule this year? This two weeks early is killing me.
Note the second: I wavered for about a millisecond on the “what yarn to bring to Iceland” question. Franklin reminds me that there is yarn in grocery stores.
Note the third: We can also blame Clara. I think there’s still has room. (Don’t quote me on that.)
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On a housekeeping note – I’m trying to figure out the posting from iPad and links to Facebook and Twitter. (Updates are slow due to that missing FIOS router which is arriving today.)
My Picture of the Day, yesterday
Apr 18th
I did not expect that people would have such a fun time with this event – the shuttle buzzing Washington D.C. (I think I underestimated people.)
I did not expect Mom to be so entirely thrilled with the fly-by. Three times. (She was like a little kid chasing after a prop plane to get the pilot to wave it’s wings.)
Office roof-tops were full of photographers and schools emptied of students and teachers – all looking up. Watching the final flight in person.
And we were incredibly lucky to be in the right place at the right time to watch this last flight of Discovery.
I was … sad. I grew up with moon launches and space shuttles. I grew up thinking that science and astronauts are cool.
And now what will there be?
Busy as a …
Apr 15th
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Oh how I’ve missed you!
The gardens! The flowers! The wildlife!
I have much to show you.
(Alllmost got a puppy. Still waiting on that.)
Travel coming up!
There’s even knitting. (No, really. Wait till you see!)
So … there have been a lot of bees around this year. Which is rather early in the season but it’s been rather (too) warm for the season.
And then they swarmed. I mean really – one day, thousands of the little things swirling around in the neighbor’s back yard. Oddness.
We called local experts and watched.
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Dog Day, part 2 (the pictures)
Feb 10th
Pix are from Wednesday, my Dog Day (when I kidnapped two huskies * to bring them to visit with their favorite person in the whole world **)
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They may have been excited. It’s hard to tell with the one in the back seat:
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He certainly had a lot to say about the trip. ***
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But then they romped and visited with friends and explored,
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There may have been some mud.
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And then we came home.
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*of the canine variety, the UConn version can be found here
**other than the people they live with, of course. The person (and dogs) that we were visiting has recently moved and we haven’t seen her in about 5 weeks.
*** there was one moment, when we came out through a tunnel into a city landscape, and he was very. very. quiet.






















