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.
Saturday, March 14, 2015
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.
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.
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
2 December 2014
Weird thing I saw in Reno yesterday: Man riding in a powered wheelchair across the street, smoking a cigarette with a bright turquoise and yellow parrot on his lap. It was a beauty.
Weird thing I saw in Reno today: Human roller skiing down the street in front of a school, dragging an automobile tire behind her, which was attached to her waist with a thick rope.
Weird thing I saw in Reno several years ago: Man walking downtown with a ferret on a leash, but the ferret was riding a tiny skateboard.
One day I will get photos of these things.
Weird thing I saw in Reno today: Human roller skiing down the street in front of a school, dragging an automobile tire behind her, which was attached to her waist with a thick rope.
Weird thing I saw in Reno several years ago: Man walking downtown with a ferret on a leash, but the ferret was riding a tiny skateboard.
One day I will get photos of these things.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
15 October 2014
Yesterday I went out to get my shoes from my car. They had socks tucked in, so I sat down on the stump in my driveway and put my shoes on. It was cool, but without the hard edge to the chill that we sometimes get in the morning. It felt kind of balmy, like a southern California morning marine layer. The sky was a soft blue with white streaks of clouds. I like this kind of morning. As I put my socks on, I noticed bees on the ground in front of me. One was clearly dead, the other was still right side up with her wings tucked in. I brushed her with my shoe lace, and she rolled from the weight of that, but settled back into position. But she never moved, that I could see.
Once I was done putting on my shoes, I came into the house, got a plastic spoon, took some sugar from the canister and added water to the spoon to make a sugar solution. It didn't all dissolve, but I figured it would be sugary enough. I poured a little bit on the ground in front of the 3 bees out there, but they didn't react. Two of them were dead, but I ended up holding the spoon up to the one I thought was alive. I saw some little antenna like things at the front moving, but I could tell if they were just swirling in the sugar water. I gently took the spoon away, and thought I saw some movement. I ended up using a twig to brush the bee into the spoon. Unfortunately the bee flipped over and was on her back in the sugar water, but I carried her through the house to my back deck which had sun.
I emptied the spoon into the big pot of dirt, and made sure the bee was upright on her feet. She seemed to move a bit. I left the spoon with the remaining wet sugar next to her in the pot. I took my daughter to school and then walked the dog in the cool, humid day, although it was already a little warmer than I wanted for a walk in that time of day in this time of month. I saw bees buzzing around the remnants of lavender and other flowers. When I came home, I went out to my deck to check the pot, and the bee was gone.
Last night was very windy, it kept waking me up. We had the fan in the window, and I had to take it out because it was causing our door to slam in it's frame, even with towels trying to keep it from moving. And then, even with the window open and the fan on, it actually wasn't very cool in the bedroom. But it is cooling off and is going to continue to get cooler, and I was thinking of the wind and the cold and the bees. Pretty soon I won't be able to help them at all, so I hope they can find somewhere warm to weather.
Current weather conditions, according to weather.gov: 56˚F, 47% humidity, winds steady at 8 mph, gusts to 17 mph.
Once I was done putting on my shoes, I came into the house, got a plastic spoon, took some sugar from the canister and added water to the spoon to make a sugar solution. It didn't all dissolve, but I figured it would be sugary enough. I poured a little bit on the ground in front of the 3 bees out there, but they didn't react. Two of them were dead, but I ended up holding the spoon up to the one I thought was alive. I saw some little antenna like things at the front moving, but I could tell if they were just swirling in the sugar water. I gently took the spoon away, and thought I saw some movement. I ended up using a twig to brush the bee into the spoon. Unfortunately the bee flipped over and was on her back in the sugar water, but I carried her through the house to my back deck which had sun.
I emptied the spoon into the big pot of dirt, and made sure the bee was upright on her feet. She seemed to move a bit. I left the spoon with the remaining wet sugar next to her in the pot. I took my daughter to school and then walked the dog in the cool, humid day, although it was already a little warmer than I wanted for a walk in that time of day in this time of month. I saw bees buzzing around the remnants of lavender and other flowers. When I came home, I went out to my deck to check the pot, and the bee was gone.
Last night was very windy, it kept waking me up. We had the fan in the window, and I had to take it out because it was causing our door to slam in it's frame, even with towels trying to keep it from moving. And then, even with the window open and the fan on, it actually wasn't very cool in the bedroom. But it is cooling off and is going to continue to get cooler, and I was thinking of the wind and the cold and the bees. Pretty soon I won't be able to help them at all, so I hope they can find somewhere warm to weather.
Current weather conditions, according to weather.gov: 56˚F, 47% humidity, winds steady at 8 mph, gusts to 17 mph.
Friday, October 10, 2014
8 October 2014
I took my dog for a walk with my daughter, and it was about 72˚ F as the sun was setting. If it hadn't been for the changing leaves, I might have thought it was August. The leaves have been so late to turn this year, and I honestly have not really seen much color until the last week of September. It's not uncommon to see leaves changing as early as August, just because of the nights getting cooler.
It was a walk that wasn't really that long, but we went down this one street that seemed to have so many interesting things. The last time we walked down this street, we got into two conversations and got invited inside a house. I have a lot of photos to share, but not sure how to easily do that. I'll add them when I figure it out.
Friday, August 22, 2014
22 August 2014
Today was my younger daughter's first day of elementary school strings. She carried her cello and her music stand into school this morning.
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
1 July 2014
I am shaky today, even as I am boiling the water for the coffee I don't need. I'm angry. I find myself feeling angry frequently these days, not out of control anger that eats me up, but the kind that lets me say all the things I think, but don't say. I kind of pull my punches when I talk to others, I try to put a good spin on it.
::half an hour later::
I can't even write a tiny bit, not even a tiny bit. How can I ever write my thoughts. I can't. I have children. You don't get to have your own anger or your own thoughts when you have children. Instead of forming my anger at the larger issues in the world into words, I am looking for my teenager's extra pairs of glasses. She broke her main pair, and can find neither back-up. Meanwhile, I have had to plunge the toilet and clean up a pile of trash all around. I've found 4 empty eyeglass cases and a case with reading glasses. I've also found 2 pairs of sunglasses and 4 pairs of 3D glasses from the movie theater.
Children are mind control, they make your anger focus elsewhere. No wonder every society wants people to keep on just having children.
Screw it, I'm just going to Facebook.
OK, now the kids, my 10 year old and her 10 year old friend, are eating the potato salad I just made last night. But they are going to leave a lot behind on the plate, like the girl did last night. EAT WHAT YOU TAKE!!!
So this is what I was going to say earlier: We live in a world where we constantly flout God's word in the Ten Commandments in regards to killing. We start wars, invade countries, kill thousands. We support regimes that kill their own people, corporations give money to organizations that support the killing of gays, or that make money off the backs of slave labor. We deny the privilege that racism, classism, sexism gives us, and we keep on exploiting people for our own benefit. We criminalize people then use their criminal status as a reason to kill them or otherwise deny them of human rights. People walk around with firearms strapped to their backs and use the words Second Amendment Rights as a euphemism for killing someone who steps on their property. This is a lifestyle choice that constantly denies what God has told us about killing; it demonstrates an unrepentant heart. We deny what Jesus has told us about feeding His sheep, about Love being the greatest of Faith, Hope and Love. And then we are going to argue that a hormonal contraception that suppresses ovulation and makes it easier for the uterus to resist implantation is murder? That is irrational.
::half an hour later::
I can't even write a tiny bit, not even a tiny bit. How can I ever write my thoughts. I can't. I have children. You don't get to have your own anger or your own thoughts when you have children. Instead of forming my anger at the larger issues in the world into words, I am looking for my teenager's extra pairs of glasses. She broke her main pair, and can find neither back-up. Meanwhile, I have had to plunge the toilet and clean up a pile of trash all around. I've found 4 empty eyeglass cases and a case with reading glasses. I've also found 2 pairs of sunglasses and 4 pairs of 3D glasses from the movie theater.
Children are mind control, they make your anger focus elsewhere. No wonder every society wants people to keep on just having children.
Screw it, I'm just going to Facebook.
OK, now the kids, my 10 year old and her 10 year old friend, are eating the potato salad I just made last night. But they are going to leave a lot behind on the plate, like the girl did last night. EAT WHAT YOU TAKE!!!
So this is what I was going to say earlier: We live in a world where we constantly flout God's word in the Ten Commandments in regards to killing. We start wars, invade countries, kill thousands. We support regimes that kill their own people, corporations give money to organizations that support the killing of gays, or that make money off the backs of slave labor. We deny the privilege that racism, classism, sexism gives us, and we keep on exploiting people for our own benefit. We criminalize people then use their criminal status as a reason to kill them or otherwise deny them of human rights. People walk around with firearms strapped to their backs and use the words Second Amendment Rights as a euphemism for killing someone who steps on their property. This is a lifestyle choice that constantly denies what God has told us about killing; it demonstrates an unrepentant heart. We deny what Jesus has told us about feeding His sheep, about Love being the greatest of Faith, Hope and Love. And then we are going to argue that a hormonal contraception that suppresses ovulation and makes it easier for the uterus to resist implantation is murder? That is irrational.
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