Foggy, drippy morning

As I wandered out with the garbage this morning I could feel the fog in the air. The sound of the water dripping off the trees was everywhere. I will admit though, the temperature in the upper 50’s was nice. Yesterday we were pushing 80 by the afternoon and it made you appreciate being in the shade. After a very wet and cloudy start, the sky cleared of by mid-morning and it was a beautiful day as seen from behind the monitors on my desk (as in not). It’s days like yesterday that bring on that dreaded disease called “Spring Fever”, and I know I was beginning to feel the symptoms. If I am not careful I am sure the disease will become full blown and I’ll have to self- prescribe an afternoon on the grass with a kite…or a camera.

I see from the mornings run to Floyd County that Fred has expanded his borders a bit in his “writings of place”. With the addition of the new blog he is going to have more white space to fill. I look forward to tagging along on his exploration of discovery about the place he calls home and the people who have lived along that slow road and called it home also.

Well, I am running a bit late this morning and it’s about that time. I gotta run but I’ll try to add to this post later if I get the chance. Take care and have a great day.

Later…
This is a shot from the drive in this morning…

Photoshoped a bit to suit my eye.

Tuesday Coffee Muses

When I woke up this morning the weather outside would fit the Blue Ridge Mountains in the summertime. This morning it is 62 degrees to start the day. The weather prognosticators are promising mid 70’s by the afternoon. The sky will stay mostly cloudy with just a slight chance of rain today. As I sit here now in the Kitchen with my coffee and my laptop, the back door is open and the birds are doing their morning thing.

I have had a spike in traffic this week according to sitemeter.com. Seems I did what a lot of other people did when I read Mary Mackey’s poetry last week. I immediately Googled Mary to find out more and then I did my blog post. That managed to get me on the search page just below the listing for the Writer’s Almanac itself and that alone has driven more traffic to my site than any other post I have ever had. Granted the numbers are nowhere near the daily reads for a lot of the blogs out there, but they sure show up as a spike in the charts. Since that day I have read more of Mary’s work and I really like what I’ve read.

Time to hit the road…

Now at work…We have set the date for this years trip to the Blue Ridge. We are planning for the last two weeks in July. Sherry wants to finally do the Biltmore bit on our way up to the Valle Crucis/Boone area. So that’ll call for a couple of days in the Asheville area.

I would like to make my way up to Floyd and meet the folks up that away. And Marie, we really need to try for that soda on the porch at the Mast or play some checkers by the stove…Or maybe just go wading in the river by the park and take some photos.


Well, it’s the companies time now so I better get to earning my keep…Gotta pay for the trip somehow…

Saturday at the Office

This is the kind of day I am missing by being in the office right now. The shot above is from my Birthday Road Trip of a couple of weeks ago. The drive in today was just as clear and just as bright.

This morning brought the news that the power has returned to the Blue Ridge Mountains of VA with the return of David and Fred to the blogging fold.

Oh well it’s time to get busy and take care of the things I came in to get done. Catch ya down the infoway.
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Think Small – New York Times

I got this from Gristmill… 

A wave of interest in such small dwellings — some to serve, like the Shepherds’ home, as temporary housing, others to become space-saving dwellings of a more permanent nature — has prompted designers and manufacturers to offer building plans, kits and factory-built houses to the growing number of small-thinking second-home shoppers. Seldom measuring much more than 500 square feet, the buildings offer sharp contrasts to the rambling houses that are commonplace as second homes.

This reduction of scale makes sense for a lot of people. Second homes are often geared toward outdoor activities, so for several months of the year interior space is superfluous. Minimal square footage means reduced maintenance costs, less upkeep and reduced energy consumption. Prefabricated and pre-built models can require little or no site preparation, which means no anxious weekend drives to the country to make sure construction is moving along. Add to this an element of instant gratification (once the planning stage is over, most houses go up in days, even hours, and many are delivered, turn-key, to the site).

Small homes have always intrigued me…Don’t tell the wife. It’s a good thing she never reads this blog. Way back in the ’70s I remember designing homes with  a footprint of 20′ square and a sleeping loft above. Looks like the world of design is catching up with my designs. Go read the article.

Source: Think Small – New York Times

TGIF – 2766th of my life

I guess this morning will pass as the coldest of this year (so far). I know that for all of you folks from further north on this old ball we call Earth, 30 degrees isn’t that cold, but for this neck of the woods it ranks as “purty chilli”, as they would say in Terlingua. Funny thing, they decided this would be a good day to have a luncheon and a meeting in the warehouse at work for today. Folks, this is SE Texas and they don’t “climatize” our warehouse. Normally when it gets cold they fire up those large bullet shaped kerosene heaters that roar like a jet taking off. Since this meeting will involve power point presentations and speachifying by the powers, that can’t be allowed. Gonna love it…

Aw well, back to my coffee and emails…

Garrison has been on a Mary Mackey run at the Writer’s Almanac and judging by the examples he has put up I will have to check out the book…

Poem: “My Methodist Grandmother Said” by Mary Mackey, from Breaking the Fever: Poems.

My Methodist Grandmother Said

My Methodist
grandmother said
dancing
was adultery
set to music

how right she was

in that sweet sway
breast to breast and
leg to leg
sin comes into its own

If that excerpt raises your…interest go check out the rest here. Scroll down to Friday then bounce back up to Thursday for “Chicken Killing” from the same collection. Thanks Garrison, for the introduction.

Photo Friday – This week’s Challenge: ‘Self-Portrait 2007’…What better time for a self-portrait than your birthday. Mine can be found here.

Time to run…

TGIF – 2766th of my life

I guess this morning will pass as the coldest of this year (so far). I know that for all of you folks from further north on this old ball we call Earth, 30 degrees isn’t that cold, but for this neck of the woods it ranks as “purty chilli”, as they would say in Terlingua. Funny thing, they decided this would be a good day to have a luncheon and a meeting in the warehouse at work for today. Folks, this is SE Texas and they don’t “climatize” our warehouse. Normally when it gets cold they fire up those large bullet shaped kerosene heaters that roar like a jet taking off. Since this meeting will involve power point presentations and speachifying by the powers, that can’t be allowed. Gonna love it…

Aw well, back to my coffee and emails…

Garrison has been on a Mary Mackey run at the Writer’s Almanac and judging by the examples he has put up I will have to check out the book…

Poem: “My Methodist Grandmother Said” by Mary Mackey, from Breaking the Fever: Poems.

My Methodist Grandmother Said

My Methodist
grandmother said
dancing
was adultery
set to music

how right she was

in that sweet sway
breast to breast and
leg to leg
sin comes into its own

If that excerpt raises your…interest go check out the rest here. Scroll down to Friday then bounce back up to Thursday for “Chicken Killing” from the same collection. Thanks Garrison, for the introduction.

Photo Friday – This week’s Challenge: ‘Self-Portrait 2007’…What better time for a self-portrait than your birthday. Mine can be found here.

Time to run…

Hump Day – Moving On

Is it cold where you are? For this part of the country at this time of the year, 39 is pretty cool. I see that Boone is hanging at freezing today and Floyd is expecting some snow this morning. Falling white stuff should give Fred First some fodder for his new blog, Nameless Creek.

Here we are on a day when more greeting cards are sold that any other, celebrating Love. I hope your Valentines Day is just “Lovely”. For more on the day, check out the Writer’s Almanac For Wednesday. You’ll need to scroll down the page.

What do anise seed, avocados, basil, chili peppers, figs, garlic, ginger, honey, licorice, nutmeg, pine nuts, and tomatoes have in common? According to Robert L. Wolke they have all been considered aphrodisiacs at one time or another. If you are interested…emm…he has an article in the Washington Post – Lusty Appetites.

Reading the news this morning I was struck by a quote from an article on the house debate on the Iraq War. House Minority Leader John A. Boehner (R-Ohio) said about the resolution, that it is “a political charade lacking both the seriousness and the gravity of the issue that it’s meant to represent”. Damn, at last someone has actually come up with a description of the last few years of congress. It is almost funny how being out of power gives the Republicans such a clarity of sight into the issues they couldn’t even see just a few short months ago. Rant over.

Well, it’s time to take youngest daughter to school and hed for work…Catch you later.

Another voice: Revenge of the Chicks | Chron.com – Houston Chronicle

This from The Boston Globe

In 2003, Dixie Chicks singer Natalie Maines told fans in London that she and her bandmates were ashamed that President Bush was from their home state. In response, Clear Channel Communications struck the group from play lists at its country radio stations.

The music-business insiders who gave the Dixie Chicks five Grammy Awards Sunday night — including three for their song Not Ready to Make Nice — aren’t the same people who shunned the Texas trio four years back. But the Chicks’ resurgence, coupled with other rumblings of discontent within the world of country music, shows how much the nation’s mood has shifted since March 2003.

You know, I said then and I still say I agree Natalie. I told everyone I knew around the country in 1999 and 2000 that George W was a mistake. I guess the lesson I learned from this whole episode is that putting too many stations into the hands of too few lends itself to a shutting down of unpopular voices, especially voices unpopular with the people who control the mikes. This whole experiment in media consolidation has and is a major mistake that we may not recover from.

I watched the Grammy Awards on Sunday and even with the “Chicks” sweep, I was unimpressed with the show. For some reason I would think the “Music Industry” would at least get the sound right. For some reason about half of the performances seemed to be coming out of a well. I am not sure what they should do differently, but at least they should hire someone who can broadcast decent sounding and mixed music. After all, isn’t that what it’s all about?

Source: Another voice: Revenge of the Chicks | Chron.com – Houston Chronicle

Tuesday Coffee Meditations

After days of overcast, I stepped out the back door this morning before first light and say the moon. After the initial shock wore off I glanced around and saw stars too…Amazing. I had almost forgotten what clear sky looks like.

This photo is what the Bluebonnets we Texans are so proud of each spring look like at this time of year. The little star shaped leaves scattered through the background clutter are the Bluebonnets. I don’t have any good digital shots of what a field of Bluebonnets looks like so I guess you’ll have to wait for spring and a trip to the northwest of here for me to capture a good one. One would almost think it was the shape of the leaf that led the Texas Legislature to designate the Bluebonnet the state flower of Texas

As the day lightens it is almost springlike outside. I sit here with the door open drinking my first cup and listening to some hawks playing noisily outside. I am not sure what has them riled up this early but something has them announcing to the world they are here. Not a common birdsong of the early morning. It probably arose from them being discovered by crows or mockingbirds, both of which will sometimes drive a hawk from a roost.


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Tuesday Coffee Meditations

After days of overcast, I stepped out the back door this morning before first light and say the moon. After the initial shock wore off I glanced around and saw stars too…Amazing. I had almost forgotten what clear sky looks like.

This photo is what the Bluebonnets we Texans are so proud of each spring look like at this time of year. The little star shaped leaves scattered through the background clutter are the Bluebonnets. I don’t have any good digital shots of what a field of Bluebonnets looks like so I guess you’ll have to wait for spring and a trip to the northwest of here for me to capture a good one. One would almost think it was the shape of the leaf that led the Texas Legislature to designate the Bluebonnet the state flower of Texas

As the day lightens it is almost springlike outside. I sit here with the door open drinking my first cup and listening to some hawks playing noisily outside. I am not sure what has them riled up this early but something has them announcing to the world they are here. Not a common birdsong of the early morning. It probably arose from them being discovered by crows or mockingbirds, both of which will sometimes drive a hawk from a roost.


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