Saturday, May 6, 2017

Lake news

Almost every year Como is the first lake featured here.

This year it was that arm of Island Lake marooned behind the Shoreview water tower.
That giant apartment building is new.  That's the development that took place on the site of the empty strip mall dominated by Anne-Marie's Pet Grooming.

I think the apartment building is a better revenue generator for all concerned with the possible exception of Anne-Marie.

The second lake of the year is Lake Owasso, from the south end.
That boater looks vaguely like he is angling.  He is positioned at the bow of the boat, a spot usually only occupied by an angler.  Recreational boaters are usually towards the stern as the stern position improves weight distribution.

I should know this but I don't for sure but I think there might be some season or another that is open.  The big walleye opening isn't until next week.

Lots happening at the VFW.
The Shoreview water tower is a pretty long distance from where I live.

The last couple of miles were pretty hard.

Friday, May 5, 2017

Cinco

Not so fast there!

Anyone thinking the post title is based on some sort of holiday just hold on.

Actually, it is the approximate number of miles I rode before I circled the parking lot like three times (in fairly heavy traffic) lining up this shot.
See, nothing at all to do with that holiday.

And that's about it for today, I believe I am fresh out of wittiness.

One more thing though, in something of an upset, I noticed as I rode out of the lot that SHE was driving.

I rode past the corn field.  My usual route for the past couple of years misses this field by a block to the west.  However, if I do that ride I end up in a road construction zone over on Larpenteur.  So I rode past the corn field.

Those tire tracks convince me that the corn has been planted, the pattern fits.
I just don't see anything green coming up yet though.

Blue sky, 75, only middling winds.  It was a good day to be out.  As is usual for early in the season the last couple of miles were pretty hard.

Monday, May 1, 2017

Hooray, hooray

*sigh*

Again, not really this year.  This is early afternoon today.
It didn't last even through the afternoon but for the time it was here it was something less than ideal May Basket weather (or any other outdoor activity).

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Found on Facebook

A clown singing the Who classic "Pinball Wizard" to the tune of the Johnny Cash classic "Folsom Prison Blues".

Merci and chapeau to the guitar guy on whose Facebook page I discovered this wonderful gem.

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Something you never forget

How to ride a bike, or so they say.

I appear to have forgotten, but I began relearning yesterday, actually.  Yesterday was OOTNDITHOD and I was pretty sure I was going to ride my bicycle.  I knew that it wasn't quite ready so I headed out early enough to get it ready and still get in a shortish ride.  Turns out the bicycle was a bit more not quite ready than I anticipated.  Quite a bit more.

I spent most of the afternoon hanging out at my open garage door wrestling with tires and tubes.

But today I WAS ready.

The nearby tulip yard was in nearly full bloom.
That woman in the picture was not just randomly walking in the street (with a sidewalk on the other side of the street).  She was the model for a photographer with a tripod and a real camera shooting a tulip portrait.  I asked the photographer if she would mind if I used her model and she said OK.

Here is the final result of the often last season photographed blue tarp house.  The repair and substantial upstairs remodel were completed over the winter.
That's not when I would have done it.

They got new vinyl siding and a big towards the rear of the house expansion as part of the deal.

As for the bicycling I rode a little bit farther than I expected.  And it was hard.  Especially early in the season, it is supposed to be hard.

I finished last season with 22,998 miles on FirstLOOK.  I know, so close.

And yet so far.

Today I stretched that mileage far enough beyond 23,000 to reduce the possibility of measurement error.  I have officially ridden that bicycle more thatn 23,000 miles.  A lot.

Perhaps 25,000 should be my goal for this season, that would round out to about once around the Earth, that seems like it would be pretty nice.

I got home and was making macaroni and cheese.  Regulars will know that my macaroni and cheese is really macaroni and eggs with some cheese melted into it.  And dill, lots of dill.

I was cracking some eggs.  I always purchase jumbo eggs, the largest size.  I think this is because I once read somewhere that the lowest price per ounce is jumbo eggs.

Anyway with jumbo eggs you get some double yolks.  I always exclaim "twins" to anyone else in the house and continue on.  This is the result after the fifth egg was cracked.  I had already had "twins", the smaller double on the lower right.
That's number five on the top left which I am going to label "triplets", a first for me.

And here's a couple of new things at my house.
And my lens cap, of course.

Everyone is invited to guess the significance of those two things.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Opal and Norah

The photo data file indicates this picture was taken October 23, 2016.
The passage of time is always going to increase the value of this photograph.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Visitor

We ended up with a visitor Saturday.
The location of the baby gate at her own house makes the kitchen off limits.  At this other house she is not so restricted.  Grandma went into the kitchen and the visitor followed.  She found lots and lots of things that were interesting.  One of which was a pretty classic baby moment, she opened up the cabinet door and pulled all of the plastic storage containers on the bottom shelf out for examination.

It looked to us like she was having lots of fun.

Later on I was monitoring her in the TV room when Grandma appeared at the top of the steps on the main level.

Up she went, with me following behind for security but without any help from me.

She tried the other stairs later and was not as successful, eventually displaying enough frustration that I just picked her up and carried her up to the level she wanted to be on.

Our favorite visitor (sorry everyone else).