Sunday, March 8, 2015

Fake spring

It isn't spring and I am not enough of a rube to put my winter coat away….my momma didn't raise no fool.  Look, the daffodils are almost blooming in my yard!!!

About that fool thing, maybe I was wrong.  I have had a bit more time to watch the flowers slowly grow this week--in my haste on Monday morning, I fell on the steps that lead from my deck to the driveway.  As a physics teacher pointed out, gravity always wins.  Ouch.  A self assessment confirmed that I was hurt, not just hurting (I am a doctor, you know) and a real doctor confirmed the diagnosis later that day.  Ribs, and soft tissue damage--I have bruise across my back that I bet exactly matches the middle step.  Good Job, eh?

Of course I did this before, about 4 years ago.  I did it more severely then, but this one still hurts.  The novelty of good drugs wears off pretty quickly.  After all, how many hours can you spend just watching how cool it is to make your fingers move?  I am mostly fine now, and off the heavy stuff.  I really only notice it when I stand or sit or cough or sneeze or wash my hair or lay (lie?) down or bend or reach or roll over or tie my shoes or change the laundry and a few other times, so I hardly notice it.

Who cares.  It is supposed to be in the 40s most of the week--maybe those  daffodils might even make a try for it.

Saturday, February 28, 2015

23 days...

One can hope that in 23 days it will be spring, maybe even more than just on the calendar.  Until then, this is is as good as it gets.

Monday, February 23, 2015

It's about time...

I have heard about these "blob" things--apparently you write about inane things, post insignificant pictures and basically document your so-called life.  And you do it somewhat frequently and regularly.  Or not, if you are me.  I haven't really written this year, which sounds worse than it is since it is still only February.  Still, it's not my best streak of blogging.

I have often wondered why I blog or don't--do I do it when I am happy and things are going well or do I write and take more pictures when things aren't as bright and rosy.  The answer is yes.  I re-read several years of blogs, and I found that both the good and the bad parts of my life have inspired me.  With that said, what has been going on that caused this two-plus month hole in my blob?

And the answer is that I have no idea.  Even with nagging from my very small reader base,  something in me has resisted.  Whatever.  The dam has been broken.  Here you go.  A brief update and some inconsequential photos, with a promise of more and better to come.

The pictures are white, probably reflecting my world.  I took pictures of white things mainly because I haven't figured out how to take pictures of cold.  School was canceled twice last week because of cold last week, and as I write this, my phone notes that it is -26.  I'll work on figuring that out.

Friday, February 6, 2015

Moon light

I am still alive--more soon

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Winter light

We were "blessed" with a foot of snow at my house in the woods and despite being very tired or scenic snow pictures, I had to take these. Nipping at the heals of this snow is bitter cold--I noted some wind chill predictions of -50 below.  Yay.  I am just glad that my trusty jockey is still ready for duty, if ever , of course, a horse, of course,  shows up.  The river is the nearby Cut River.

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Light snow

It is snowing more than one inch per hour and we already had 5-6 inches and hour or so ago when I shoveled.  I am curious as to how much we will get before the promised arctic deep freeze hits us tomorrow.  It is gorgeous out there, but I wasn't going to spend a great deal of time out there.  I am not nor is my camera snow proof.  Pictures are pretty self-explanatory.  My gazebo looks better in the snow, I think.  The road picture is from about the same spot as a recent fog photo, and I think I just liked the branches/trees.

Friday, January 2, 2015

Traveling light

I wandered back across two states to my little house in the woods today.  Thankfully, the weather was great and I made it in record time.  And I was treated to a sunrise worthy of more than my meager skills to capture it.  I hope I can convey some of the nice light that greeted me this morning.

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Cold Duck(s) and cold light in Eau Claire

I am in Eau Claire and thought about going to take pictures this morning.  I have to admit that I am a big wimp.  I wasn't out much and I didn't stray too far from my car.  It was -9 and it was windy, too, he said while whining.  But I did find two photos.  Quack Quack.  Happy New Year!

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Wisconsin light

I am in Wisconsin, safe and sound and enjoyed a snowy but safe drive.  I loved the shaggy Shetland ponies--it was 25 degrees and windy, and they formed their own windbreak to try and block some of the wind.

I feel kind of bad about actually taking a photo of a barn as I have spent much of my life avoiding doing just that.  But the white barn caught my eye, enough to turn around and try and make a photo of an old barn.  I am kind of ashamed but I think that it still an semi-decent photo.

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Christmas light

I had to drive quite a ways, but I did find enough sun to actually have a sunset.  It was fleeting, but here you go.  I couldn't decide, which is why you get several, close-to-the-same photos.  Don't make me make a decision!!!!

Hey, Merry Christmas.  I hope that you and yours have had a wonderful day filled with kindness and fellowship.

On to the new year!

Monday, December 15, 2014


We are having weird weather, with temps in the 40s and rain.  And fog, lots of fog.  These are kind "Blair Witch-y" type photos but these are the same woods that I have have photographed with snow.  Now it seems that someone is going to throw an apple or just appear from the mist.  One shot is my road--seriously foggy, but kind of cool,

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Handel and all that

I just sat down after standing and lustily (and badly) singing along to Handel's Messiah.  I love music from that era and this is (can be) a very seasonal thing to do.  It is an amazing oratorio and more so because it has survived, well, it has survived 375-plus years of people singing it.

Certainly we weren't all like sheep in following his score and vision.  He started out with an orchestra of 35 and a choir of 20--it is not uncommon today to have 6-800 perform the Messiah.  The edition I have on my iPod has a mere 300 or so musicians.  That's like chamber music!

What I find equally interesting is how little people know about the WHOLE oratorio, mainly because it is so seldom that the whole score is presented.  There are Christmas, Easter, and short excerpt versions and you hear them more often. Blame Leonard Bernstein for the Christmas and Easter versions and organization.  Oh, those Sharks and Jets could sing!

 Most commonly heard is the Hallelujah Chorus and we all stand and often sing along.  I bet Handel hated that piece or at least the focus on it.  It is a catchy tune, but it is the 51st piece in the score in the recording I have and 43rd in Handel's original.  People stood in part because their legs were asleep.  It follows the piece with the most dreary excerpt of the Psalms ever,  "Thou Shalt Break Them."  Here, cheery holiday lyrics of  "Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron: thou shalt dash them to pieces like a potter's vessel" push people into their seats.  Again, no wonder people stood up when that positively celebratory anthem rang out.  Hallelujah indeed.

My house is filled with music as I dredged up my battered iPod from digital oblivion.  I bought it in 2003 so it is ancient in Apple years.  There are 1200 songs and pieces in its old memory and I put it on shuffle.  I am going from Meatloaf to Handel to Phillip Glass to Abba to Dan Fogelberg to Johnny Cash to Bach and and and… Music has a visceral tie to memory circuits so it is kind of fun.  Rock on, Rachmaninoff!