Archive - Jul 2006

July 20th

World Affairs

This article poses what to me is the relevant question of the moment: Are we in much the same place as the world was in 1914?

July 18th

Hobbled Twins roll behind Liriano

Francisco Liriano was back in form tonight, pitching eight and two-thirds innings without giving up an earned run. He gave up only three hits. He would have pitched a complete game shutout had not substitute first baseman Terry Tiffee dropped a ball at first base.


Sensible conservative George Will weighs in on the Mideast.

July 17th


The celosia need heat to do their thing. This year, they are thriving.

July 16th

Two days at The Lake

Yesterday was probably the hottest day of the year, although today couldn't have been far behind. It was an opportune weekend to have two invitations to visit lake homes.

So yesterday Lance and I set out to Perham in my Ford Ranger which has 180,000 miles on the odometer but no problems to speak of. Five miles down the road, the air conditioner quit. Undaunted, we rolled down the windows and pressed onward.

Within twenty miles, I noticed the heat guage was going up. Not good. Now we had to turn on the heater to get the engine temperature down.

July 13th

Dog days

It rained for five minutes today, and only very lightly. Wherever machinery has worked, the ground is covered in dust. We need a good soaker. Or two.

The temptation in this hot weather is to stay inside. Instead, I went out and cut wood. I don't notice the heat until I shut off the chainsaw and realize I am drenched. Today's highlight was the felling of a giant dead ash tree right where I wanted it to fall. Of course, it was leaning in the direction to begin with, but it still is satisfying to watch it crash to the ground.

July 12th


Wow, it is stifling today. I go into the air conditioning of the house and never want to come out. Instead, I am reading history, an activity which doesn't raise much of a sweat.

July 11th

Pileated woodpecker

July 10th

Shooting herons

The blue heron was on the pond tonight in front of the house. Unfortunately, I blew it twice--once I didn't have my camera in the house. After I ran out and got it, the heron had moved farther away--but I got a shot of him ingesting a big, flopping salamander. Great shot. No chip in camera.

So, after I put in the chip I got a few shots of the blue and below, a couple of shots of the strange, elusive green heron.

Stone peddler

A sort of offbeat peddler stopped by this morning at opening with an old van. He was wanting to sell some stuff out of his old van--burnt wood tabletops. I wasn't too impressed with the wood burning, but this rock really caught my eye. He said it was for sale, so I bought it. It is fieldstone carved by a friend of his whose name is...Stone. I decided to make the purchase despite the murky provenance of the piece.