Ho, I’m so far behind, I’m gonna wrap this up kinda wikiwiki…. with a bunch of videos and photos.
Here’s Mr Tree Monkey getting the very top of the tree.
Ho, I’m so far behind, I’m gonna wrap this up kinda wikiwiki…. with a bunch of videos and photos.
Here’s Mr Tree Monkey getting the very top of the tree.
When Mark Nelsen of Channel 12 said “Snow!”, I was excited. It’s been a long time since we’ve had tons of snow…but I didn’t know exactly how much we’d be getting. Bambucha. That’s what we got! At this writing, we’ve been snowed in since Sunday (it’s now Friday). People who live below us are getting in and out, and with studded tires and a different driveway, we would’ve gotten out, too. But 1: I don’t have studded tires on my car now (because I didn’t want to pay $39.00 to get them on in February and then another $39.00 to get them taken off a week later), and 2: We couldn’t have gotten down the driveway anyway.
And so it begins: Hail, snow, hail, and snow. February 18th.
The tree-cutting was getting harder now, since some of the easier branches were already down.
After writing last night’s post, I suddenly remembered a photo of one of my grandma’s with that kind of waist. Probably corseted to the max, but still.
This photo was taken shortly after she came to the United States. I’m trying hard to trace her family, but am finding it very difficult.
I’ve been sorting through envelopes and scanning old photos while preparing the next tree-cutting post. I’v been meaning to scan these for years. It’s really interesting to see the old photos; some I’m having to send to relatives to see if they can identify them, because I have no clue who the people are.
Like this one: all I really know is that it’s Nolemana’s side of the family, back in Indiana, I think.
I was doing some sorting through stuffs today, and while doing so, I found some old photos that were pretty bittersweet. Like this one, of Rayado and Como Se. They’re resting in the forest…and do you see Lani napping right near them? She was our very first Livestock Guardian Dog. A Maremma; the breed is originally from Italy.
So after lunch, they were back at it again.
I’ll start with a video or two; I get plenny!
K’den, this is what I was seeing on Wednesday. See it? Looks like a really mean face. And sticking out his tongue, too.
Driving home from Estacada today, I pulled over to take photos of these clouds. I love checking to see what I can in clouds…and today I saw one particular thing: