Adios April

April 30, 2017

April is finally over and aren’t we glad.  Its not just that we have to turn over so much of our hard-earned money to the clowns in the District of Columbia, but the weather is one day pleasant and the next day unpleasant.  As the weather warms the weeds kick into high gear and take advantage of not just the pleasant days but in their contrariness keep right on growing through the wind, cold and especially rain so that when the weather finally clears one is just that much farther behind.  There’s no way to keep up.

We wound up the month above average in moisture thanks to a late snow storm that gave us over an inch of moisture.  Kari, Abigail and I drove through that storm on our way to Albuquerque for a volleyball tournament.  That was a Friday evening and it wasn’t much fun to dodge the trucks on I-40 in the dark and snow but we managed to not get mashed.  There was no snow accumulation in Albuquerque and what fell on SA was gone by the time we got home Sunday afternoon.

ornamental pair
April 30. 2017 ornamental pear damaged by high winds

There had been high winds in Amarillo that day but even that had died down by late afternoon but not before taking down half of the the ornamental pear in the front yard of 2005 plus a few minor limbs here and there around the place.  I spent that following Monday cutting up and hauling off the downed portion of the pear tree and the miscellaneous limbs which was not only hard work but put me just that much farther behind on the rest of the place.  Oh well.

Adam and Steve

We spent the weekend in Lubbock at a volleyball tournament.  Abigail’s team did pretty well, making it to the gold round.  They encountered some stiff competition there and we were sent home early Sunday afternoon.  Being shorthanded due to illness and injury to some players, Abigail played all around, which meant she never left the floor.  Several other girls had to do the same.  Abigail handled it pretty well and Kari and I enjoyed watching her play.  It made the tournament more entertaining than when she’s in and out of games. Continue reading “Adam and Steve”

Swampy

As of Wednesday afternoon, the ground on SA is almost saturated with rain.  We’ve amassed 2.4 inches in the last two days, a veritable deluge for our part of he world.  Monday was a pleasant day with light wind and lots of sunshine.  I took advantage to water as many things as I could in spite of rain in the forecast.  We’d gotten pretty dry and I felt it my duty to meet myself coming and going over the place watering things so that it would indeed rain and make said watering unnecessary.  If I hadn’t done so, it would not have rained, or at least not near as much, such is the contrariness of the rain gods.  For now, the weeds should be satisfied. Continue reading “Swampy”

March 11

A few weeks ago Joyce asked me when the mallard couple shows up in the spring.  I told her I thought it was as early as late March, but, at least this year, I saw them for the first time March 11.   They made themselves at home and soon had the water muddied up all the around the island.  They don’t pay me any mind.  On Tuesday I donned waders and started the process of cleaning up the winter’s accumulation of dead cattails.  Instead of just the two, a drake and a hen, there were two drakes.  Neither drake was skittish as wild ducks usually are, which made me wonder if one of the drakes was an offspring of the pair.  Anyway it was nice to have their company. Continue reading “March 11”