Friday, July 27, 2012

My Little Prairie Patch

I have spent both quality time and sheer sweat time at my prairie paradise. 

I’ve cut back many many cottonwood seedlings and attacked the invasive white prairie clover and mowed my prairie path.  I’ve also enjoyed spotting yellow cone flowers, evening primrose, big and little bluestem, and some liatris starting to bloom. 

There are milkweeds and one plant is used as a trellis by a morning glory .  With the drought the mosquitoes haven’t been a problem although flies have a nasty bite.
As I walked the lane I marveled at the multitude of swallows line up on the power lines.


Vacation July 22-26, 2012

July 26, 2012 and four nights at Loon Lake…the most this summer.  It was hot, hot, hot, and of course humid until day 4.  Swimming provided a cool relief.  Between our dock and the neighbor's dock is 37 paces and so each day I swam between the docks…using every stroke I know and worked up to 12 laps….which by my math is about a ¼ of a mile.  Of course I also did some floating, too.
The lake is down, earlier this summer when I jumped off the end of the dock it was over my head.  Now I can stand with head and shoulders above water….which made last night’s ½ inch of rain very welcome.
Our neighbor here was in Hinton last night and called about hail warnings of which we were oblivious ….and offered a place to put the pickup!  Good neighbors are a gift!  Fortunately no hail here.
Mike has had “the fever” for a car project.  He bought the present pickup two years ago (when I went to Tanzania with a group)  and has given it the Last detailing and also some not so detail…such as a seat reupholstered, and the rust repaired… I’m going again in September and he’s decided to trade the pickup for a suburban to detail. What conclusion can be drawn from this?

Friend Ray figured out how to fix the wire that connects the mini solar panel to the pump for the garden fountain.  Apparently a critter had chewed through the wire in a couple of places.

We took a boat ride Monday and of course Sneakers had to be on the bow with ears flapping.  Except this time she either leapt in or fell!  So around we came and he was dog paddling for shore.  It took both Mike and I to get him back in the boat.  He still likes the bow!