My identity is not tied to a car (thankfully). The world shall not know me by my vehicle (even something as tricked out as a city bus). But, once in a while, the wish to have something unique sets in.
posted in humour | Comments Off on Dreaming in Tonka yellow | 287 words
Friday before the week of the “big day”. Or maybe the week before the week of the “big day”. Depends on where you live. Locally, the anticipation is thick enough to cut with a butter knife. The end of summer is nigh; school must follow.
posted in education | Comments Off on Hunters and gatherers all | 260 words
While watching some local cable coverage of the market garden business, I had to do a compare and contrast with our local agriculture experiment.
posted in environment | Comments Off on Rehabilitative lawn care | 286 words
Pity that vacations have to end with travel days. I mean, if I could find a way to go from “there” to “here” without spending the day watching bad drivers; that would be a vacation in itself.
posted in travel | Comments Off on Trying my patience | 314 words
Versatile; that’s me. After a deciding to stay for an extra day, we decided not to stay, just like that. It did have something to do with “no room in the inn”, so maybe I’m just quick to react. Almost as valuable a quality as “versatility”.
posted in ham radio, travel | Comments Off on Back on the road status | 252 words
Packing the night before, getting up with the rising sun, deciding on the direction to travel; the whole is greater than the sum of the parts. At an hour where we would usually be boiling water for coffee, we were already on the boat.
posted in food, travel | Comments Off on Hill and dale and intervale | 264 words
It’s all back in the bag. Except for my sleeping bag; the little car that can has been reloaded, and tomorrow we’ll plan the next phase of vacation.
posted in travel | Comments Off on Playing out another afternoon | 312 words
Please add to your life notes: cars are inappropriate chase vehicles for moving ocean liners, or ferryboats, or any other craft that depends on open waters. Not that we didn’t try.
posted in travel | Comments Off on Adopting a reunion | 269 words
There is an Island legend, although not well known to native settlers, that buffalo roam the fields and forests of the land. For the intrepid explorer, there is a place, bounded by mysterious fences, where sightings have been reported in the last century. Each time we pass through Ms ailltown Cross, I cast a keen eye, but it remains, alas, apocryphal.
posted in travel | Comments Off on South for some chowder | 259 words
Out of the fat and into the fire; the reason why you really should have lids for frying pans. My quest was successful, and now I can look forward to a clean(er) stovetop.
posted in travel | Comments Off on Cover the pan while you can | 281 words
