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Housekeeping
Becky greeted me at the door with a chore to do. The men are coming tomorrow to deliver the new cabinets for the kitchen remodel, and I needed to clear a path along the side of the house so that they’ll be able to fit the big boxes down the path and into the shed for storage until the contractors start next week.
So I moved a few armfuls of firewood, some bought and some scavenged from various pruning jobs, back to the compost area. Found a couple shovels underneath it all: so that’s where they went! And with each load, I took care not to disturb the beautiful girl who’d built her web just above where I was stacking cordwood.
Again, in the slight dark under the live oak and with a breeze ruffling the web, I had to use a shorter shutter speed than I would have liked. I will get the hang of this depth of field thing yet. Some day, I hope, my photos will be one tenth as good as Annie’s. If I’m lucky.
Tomorrow the oil gets changed in the truck. Thursday I have coffee with Roxanne, if luck breaks my way. Friday I head for the Mojave to look at the Hackberry fire complex. I’ll be back Monday, unless I’m not.
In the meantime, this blog will be left under the loving care of a frequent commenter. This guest blogger will be identified as soon as she decides for sure whether she’s going to be pseudonymous or not. Stephanie.
You know, because it’d be a shame if there wasn’t enough to read on the Internet while I’m away.
I may poke my head in if Matthew and I retreat from the triple-digit temperatures into a wi-fi cafe. It hit 124 degrees in Needles last week. Ahhhh. Sweet, sweet hyponatremia.
Posted by: Chris Clarke
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