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| JB talking to Jake back on US soil |
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| No snow in the valleys |
The weather is whispering of a Spring to come. The snow flurries are getting further apart. There is no snow in the valleys Down There. There are spots of brown showing Up Here as the snow starts to melt. But we still need MAX to get up and down the mountain. So once again, we fix the broken axle in a very short time. And, once again, I am thinking maybe we could hire out for this. But, like taking the tracks off and putting them on, it probably wouldn't be worth our while.
Instead of the first day of Spring, our main focus has been on March 14 which is the day our son, Jake, leaves for Iraq. He has been posting his activities of getting ready to leave on his Facebook page, such as packing some of the gear he has been issued, his targets from qualifying on the M16 and M9 (excellent!), and reactions to his shots. He said his fellow officer who will be going with him did very badly on the qualifying. But that's okay because Jake will always have him walk in front. . .
The 14th comes and goes, as does the first day of Spring. Still don't know how long Jake will be over there. He posts pictures almost every day on Facebook which really boggles my mind. He is so far away and yet so close. He takes this technology for granted as he practically grew up with it and works with it on a daily basis. My generation, not so much.
With the melting snow, we are able to cut firewood again, so we attack the small pile of logs left on the north slope of the south ridge. It is good to be doing something productive outside other than shoveling snow.
On March 25, we get a phone call from Jake, who is back on U.S. soil. Yes!! He has returned and all is well. Unfortunately not all is well with us though. JB has been to the doctor for tests because he has been getting very tired and easily worn out. His white cell count is falling. We will both go Down There on April 1 for his appointment with a specialist. It certainly has been an interesting month. . .
Now: July 21, 2011
Yesterday was a beautiful day in more ways than one. The sun was shining and JB got home about 2:00 p.m. I did a load of wash, vacuumed and got reorganized for sharing the house again. I also worked on my blog for today and in trying to choose photos to share, discovered that everything I had saved on disc from February 27 through September 30 of 2010 is corrupted and inaccessible! Thank goodness I still have a lot of my photos from that time on my hard drive. It is usually very time consuming to choose which pictures to share as I often take 400 to 600 a month. What can I say - when it comes to photography, I am my Father's daughter.
Many of the different grasses are starting to go to seed now. There is one of them that has a very sticky top and seed. As the dogs go running through the undergrowth, that sticky goo gets all over them. They come back looking like military camouflage dogs with seeds, petals and all sorts of little detritus stuck to them. Jesse definitely needs a bath and I need JB's help with that, so I am hoping we can get that done today. Dinga's fur seems to slough off everything within a short time of it sticking, and I wouldn't even attempt to give her a bath anyway.
My Aunt Nene's widowed sister-in-law, who is 82, lives in the mountains of NW Idaho by herself. A wonderfully strong and independent woman. Yesterday she e-mailed me some videos from her game cam of a mama bear and cub near her place. They are fantastic! I really need to save up for one of those.
Instead of the first day of Spring, our main focus has been on March 14 which is the day our son, Jake, leaves for Iraq. He has been posting his activities of getting ready to leave on his Facebook page, such as packing some of the gear he has been issued, his targets from qualifying on the M16 and M9 (excellent!), and reactions to his shots. He said his fellow officer who will be going with him did very badly on the qualifying. But that's okay because Jake will always have him walk in front. . .
The 14th comes and goes, as does the first day of Spring. Still don't know how long Jake will be over there. He posts pictures almost every day on Facebook which really boggles my mind. He is so far away and yet so close. He takes this technology for granted as he practically grew up with it and works with it on a daily basis. My generation, not so much.
With the melting snow, we are able to cut firewood again, so we attack the small pile of logs left on the north slope of the south ridge. It is good to be doing something productive outside other than shoveling snow.
On March 25, we get a phone call from Jake, who is back on U.S. soil. Yes!! He has returned and all is well. Unfortunately not all is well with us though. JB has been to the doctor for tests because he has been getting very tired and easily worn out. His white cell count is falling. We will both go Down There on April 1 for his appointment with a specialist. It certainly has been an interesting month. . .
Now: July 21, 2011
Yesterday was a beautiful day in more ways than one. The sun was shining and JB got home about 2:00 p.m. I did a load of wash, vacuumed and got reorganized for sharing the house again. I also worked on my blog for today and in trying to choose photos to share, discovered that everything I had saved on disc from February 27 through September 30 of 2010 is corrupted and inaccessible! Thank goodness I still have a lot of my photos from that time on my hard drive. It is usually very time consuming to choose which pictures to share as I often take 400 to 600 a month. What can I say - when it comes to photography, I am my Father's daughter.
Many of the different grasses are starting to go to seed now. There is one of them that has a very sticky top and seed. As the dogs go running through the undergrowth, that sticky goo gets all over them. They come back looking like military camouflage dogs with seeds, petals and all sorts of little detritus stuck to them. Jesse definitely needs a bath and I need JB's help with that, so I am hoping we can get that done today. Dinga's fur seems to slough off everything within a short time of it sticking, and I wouldn't even attempt to give her a bath anyway.
My Aunt Nene's widowed sister-in-law, who is 82, lives in the mountains of NW Idaho by herself. A wonderfully strong and independent woman. Yesterday she e-mailed me some videos from her game cam of a mama bear and cub near her place. They are fantastic! I really need to save up for one of those.
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