Monday, February 2, 2015

February 2, 2015 Mardi Gras, A Pump & A Football Game


Dinga sitting on our rimed north ridge.



Friday 1/30. It was very frustrating watching the sun warring with the fog, and I thought for sure the sun would win.  It didn't.  We were enclosed by fog all day and the temperature only got up to 35.

I invited ourselves to Larry and Elsie's to watch the Superbowl and Elsie was gracious enough to say, "Yes, of course!"  It's not hockey, but JB says he'll go anyway, as long as Mother Nature isn't in a bad mood.  I hope she isn't, because even more than the SeaHawks, I want to see the Clydesdales.

We tried JB's idea with the generator but it did not work.  Not sure what our next option is.  Thank goodness for the melt seepage.  If we didn't have murky water, we wouldn't have any water at all.

One of my favorite magazines is Farm Show.  It's not that is has so many ideas that we can use, but I just love reading about American farm ingenuity.  So many clever and amazing inventions that farmers have come up with.  It really boosts my faith in the human spirit.

One of the girls gave us an egg today.  I am thinking that since we rolled the tarp up off their roof, it may be too bright in there as they are laying the eggs under the nesting stand.  We may put a little roof over the nesting boxes and see if that helps.

As the sun sank behind the mountains, the fog sank into the canyons.  The stars twinkled in a clear sky, and the moon lit up Rose Camp as bright as the foggy day.

We are watching the fourth season of White Collar now and quite enjoying it.

Saturday 1/31. It was 29 and mostly cloudy with valley fog.  Today the sun seemed to easily win the battle that it had so miserably lost yesterday against the fog, even the clouds dissipated a bit.

Our son called at 7:30 am our time to tell JB that Staples had the type of computer we wanted on sale at our price.  He has been helping us look for one on-line and found one at our local store.  He was on his way to a meeting of his Mardi Gras organization, as their parade and ball are this weekend in Mobile.  He gets to ride on a float and throw out beads and other goodies.  JB came back to bed and looked on-line a little later.  He called to be sure our store had one, then left about 10:00 to go buy it.

At the rate we are going, we will be out of branch wood long before we run out of split fire wood.  That's a good thing as there is always a lot more downed branch wood and it is so much easier to gather.  Our split wood may last us through next winter!

I started reading The Face by Dean Koontz.  Just finished another J.A. Jance novel.

We found a tick on Jesse, which is quite unusual for this time of year.  Going to have to check them both from now on.

Less than an hour after JB returned home at 1:30 pm, fog sneaked up from the same direction, as if having followed him from a discreet distance.  The sun was having none of that, and soon forced it back down again.  But as the sun began its final descent toward the mountains in the west, the fog took full advantage and moved back into Rose Camp.

I baked a banana-chocolate chip coffee cake to take to the game tomorrow along with some other snacks.

About 5:00 pm Larry and our on-grid neighbor arrived in Larry's UTV.  Gridder used to install well pumps and they came up to see if they could help with ours!  After more than an hour of testing this and that, it seems that the problem lies with the pump itself.  Not quite sure how we are going to deal with that.  The pump is not that expensive, it's getting someone to pull it up 600 ft and install a new one.  Our other off-grid neighbor just had a pump installed in her 600-ft-deep well last summer, so we will ask her who she used.

Sunday 2/1. It was 30 and once again we were fogbound.  Snow started falling about 11:30 am.  JB fixed a German pancake for breakfast.  Yum!

It was still snowing when we left for Larry and Elsie's at 2:30 pm, but we had barely received 1/4" of snow.  What a great game!  Of course it would have been a lot better had we been Patriots' fans.  I loved the one Budweiser commercial with the Clydesdales, but wish their other ones had had the horses in them also.  I also loved the seven-layer dip that Elsie made!

We weren't celebrating on the drive home, but it was a beautiful, moonlit drive and we were home by 8:00 pm.  Haven't watched a Superbowl game in probably fifteen years and it may be another 15 before we do it again, but it was a fun evening shared with good friends.

Monday 2/2. It is 25 and we are in the fog again.  It is February and I am so ready for Spring. . .

Thought for the day: It doesn't matter who is playing in the Superbowl, I always root for the Clydesdales!

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