Saturday, March 14, 2015

14 March 2015

Today was a warm day, and I spent part of it walking around looking at the blooms on the trees. I've decided that with California having only about a year's worth of water, Nevada may not be here next year, but instead of complaining about the lack of snow, I'll just enjoy the warm weather for what it is at the moment. I'm not watering my lawn, however.

Today we went to Carson City, then I took a brief nap once home. Later we went to the food coop with the elder daughter. She drove. As she was driving on Arlington, a police car came up from behind, so she pulled over. The car went buy and stopped a guy in an SUV. He had his hands out the window at that point. We went to the store and were there for awhile, then we walked around the area with the dog.

There is a new restaurant right across from the GBFC called Pignic Pub & Patio. They were having some sort of party/soft opening thing going on. There were lots of people there. The police were still out, however, so when we got down to the street, we turned away from all the commotion and walked back. There was a quail standing on the white dividing line that separates the bike lane from the rest of the street. It didn't seem to move much even though cars were coming, but it could walk. Just a little way down the street there was a paddy wagon, a bunch of police cars and a news van. There were reporters there, I'm not sure what it was about.

That's basically what I saw in Reno today. In Carson we went to the Friends In Service Helping thrift store. They have a soup kitchen next door, and you can donate perishable food there. I loved the thrift store because everything was so neat and organized, and the clothing was organized by color and type, so it was easy to look for things.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

12 March 2015

It occurs to me that I did get a picture of people ski-skating/roller-skiing up the street a few months back, before my last post about the weird things I had recently seen.

About a week ago, I was driving out near Caughlin Ranch, and saw a man on a recumbent bike turning the corner. It wasn't just a recumbent bike, it was actually a luge bike, and he was getting ready to go downhill on McCarran. On another day, I saw what I presume was the same man, at a stoplight at the bottom of McCarran near Virginia. I'm guessing this is how some people practice various sporty things, although I don't know how it compares. He is lying down on his back on the bike, but he has to pedal. Maybe he controls his direction with his feet, and that is part of the practice.

Then a couple days ago, near Idlewild, I saw a man who looked like Santa Claus incognito, roller skiing down the street. It kind of looks like fun, I almost want to try it. But roller blading is hard enough, particularly on my right knee.

Everything is blooming, just about. My trees aren't, but I haven't been watering them this winter. I seem to notice every quince bush that's in bloom now, though. It's odd, because my forsythia is just barely showing, and that is usually first. I guess it is stubborn and sticks to its set time for blooming, regardless of the weather. Yet ornamental cherry and pear trees are in full bloom.