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Trip Pics
I finally got around to uploading images from the bike trip to my Picasaweb photo album page. Check ’em out and enjoy my views (and a few taken by friends) from our trip:
Balancing Act
What can I say, when I don’t know what I can say?
Changes are afoot. That I know.
May take a few days to reach full disclosure.
It has me feeling how much I allow myself to exist as a function of outside influence, as compared to my own decisions and actions. I will choose how to react, but I will wait to discover what it truly is I will be reacting to. Life is a balancing act.
All that to say very little to you who read here. Let me offer a picture for your distraction. Enjoy. And, stay tuned…
Birthday Girl
It was a mere 26 years ago today when I first became a father. My lovely daughter, Elysa, is a birthday girl today!
You know how it is. She will always be my little girl…
Happy Birthday, E!
Perfect yard
I took a walk on Sunday afternoon during an hour reserved for a showing of our house. I brought my camera along and looked for something to catch my eye. Purgatory Creek appeared adequately photogenic.
We’ve been getting good feedback from the showings, but more than one have turned it down, saying they want a bigger yard.
All the effort I’ve put in over the years here, to reduce the need to mow lawn is now proving to be a limitation on the type of buyers to whom our house appeals. We just need a family with a cabin to go to, who won’t want to waste valuable weekend hours tethered to taking care of their lawn.
Our house is perfect for that!
Rainy Start
Weather held just long enough yesterday for us to get primary tasks of our opening weekend accomplished up here at the vacation home association of Wildwood Lodge Club. Then it rained. Not constantly, but enough to deter further effort toward chores.
All the toys of summer are pulled out of storage, given a cleaning, and distributed to the beach or boat house. Inflatables are inflated, and surfaces are cleared of cobwebs. It is funny to witness the kid’s reactions to suddenly being exposed to all these fun devices. There is a certain amount of “see toy, play with toy,” which occurs, yet the parents aren’t too inspired about getting involved in water sports with the day overcast and the water temps still rather chilly.
With the onset of rainfall, many folks headed to town for a movie matinee.
I snapped a few shots of the new room being added to the cabin before being chased in by the rain. Then I happily succumbed to a nap that was pulling on my eyelids.
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After my nap, there was a wonderful window of opportunity to try, for the very first time, a stand-up paddle board. It was a bit of a psychological challenge to overcome the nervousness of standing up on a watercraft, and I was struggling with the aspect of trying a physical activity for the very first time. My muscles don’t have any reference on what action I am trying to get them to do, so what happens is, they all try to fire at once.
I was very tense on the surface, with my toes desperately working to grasp the board with everything they had to maintain a “safe” perch. I think it will be easier when the water isn’t cold and I’m willing to fall in, if I lose my balance.
Regardless the initial stress, it was a fun activity that I’m pretty sure my muscles will figure it out with some repetition, which will allow me to relax and get a little core exercise while standing up on the water. It is a weird feeling.
Photo Op
Deer can be such inviting subjects to photograph. They stand really still, and stare with their eyes wide open. When they lock on to me during my morning walks, like this one is doing, I like to mirror them and stare back as I walk, leaving my head aligned with theirs, as my body moves past them, just as they are doing to me. It becomes a contest to see who is forced to break the gaze first, because our heads can’t swivel as far as an owl’s does – though I had one try to go all the way around once. Scared me a bit. Thought I was seeing a “Linda Blair” feat, ala the movie, The Exorcist.
Two Cats
In a dramatic shift from the energy Cyndie brought to the house last weekend, I got home from the day-job yesterday, absolutely exhausted. The work on house chores has ground to a halt. I’m too tired to take on projects. I’m too tired to write. Let’s fall back on the old standby, the solution that’s worth a thousand words. This one, from the family visit to see the horses on Mother’s Day, seems to say something…
