Pack up all your cares and woes,
Here I go, singing low, bye bye blackbird
…… blackbird, bye bye.
Last post, they’re selling my posts. I never wanted or got a nickel from them, I will be removing them from WordPress.
I don’t know how to do this as I’m a writer and not a techie, that’s probably why they allow people to steal my words and sell them.
To my readers, I salute you and will be back on other than WordPress. Thank you for being with me and inspiring me these few years. The grandmother who died before I was a year old sang that song to me, to get me to go to sleep. It’s that time. Dee
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Sleeping nearly soundly because the dog had begun her early morning waking pattern, which ends with a paw on my leg or arm to GET UP! It was still dark, even though it was seven o’clock. Beep beep beep beep.
The snow came quietly overnight, a few inches that mostly melted during the day. Yeah, the ski resorts don’t like that melting stuff! I pulled up the shades as it’s always warmer when the snow falls, and it looked like Christmas. Then I heard what Jim calls the “articulated tractor,” a huge piece of machinery that can plow an entire neighborhood street in one fell swoop. If you’re on the street when that thing comes around, stay clear. It’s huge and seems to be going a good 30 m.p.h.
We went out before the driveway/walkway was plowed and it was slippery. Shortly afterwards, the skid loaders did the driveways with scraping snow and BEEP BEEP BEEP on back-up. Then the ski resorts started setting off mortars for avalanche control in the back country.
Interestingly, a number of ducks have decided to winter here, at least before it gets too cold for them. They may be stragglers, who knows. All I know is looking out at 14′ piles of snow placed by huge machines, my husband came home from work at eleven this morning with what I thought would be a cold, so I’m cooking a gorgeous stew, but now turns out to be a stomach bug. Guess I’ll be eating alone. Here’s to those quiet country moments, which we do actually get a lot of out here in nowheresville. Cheers, Dee
Two hours after the dog’s first walk, it has warmed to zero degrees here. First, you need the right gear, then you need to use it correctly. Start with silk long undies. Shirt, sweater, 800 fill-power Marmot jacket, polartec vest over top. Boots. Polartec headband topped with gorgeous hand-knit Pippi Longstocking hat (thanks PDX Knitterati). Heavy gloves.
It may go up to 27 degrees today, as the blue skies are prevalent today and no snow showers. Afternoon dog walk will change gear. Perhaps no long johns, Pippi hat and lighter gloves. Who knows? I know because I have a 50 lb. tub in the back of my SUV (outfitted with Blizzac tires) that is designed for snow emergencies. My husband packed everything including jumper cables and snacks.
Music of the day includes perhaps listening to new stuff, Michael Buble’s “Let it Snow” and “Country Strong.” Over the weekend I downloaded “Yodeling Fool,” a song we recently saw Wylie and the Wild West perform, for the family to hear. It’s a funny song and they enjoyed it.
Jim’s off to work, somewhat the worse for wear for his eight hours splitting and stacking wood for his folks. I fear I’ve pharyngitis again, something I used to get every year until I stopped taking antibiotics for it. I haven’t had it in nearly 20 years but do now and can’t even speak. My husband may actually like that symptom!
Off to clean up after the Human Tornado, then maybe sleep. Cheers, Dee
We moved to Utah, perhaps to the most non-Utah part of the state. For example, the State Store a few miles down the road has the best wine selection in Utah. That’s not to say the best in the world. Micro-breweries here have to sell their beer to the State and buy it back to sell or serve in the restaurant. It’s a strange place, in a beautiful and harsh setting.
Many of the folks in the State are LDS, which is the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. They are not polygamous. More orthodox sects are polygamous. We live in a ski community with guests from other states and countries and enjoy our neighbors and our views.
We are a non-religious monogamous couple with a dog who loves living here, too. Just because we live in Utah doesn’t mean we wear high-necked dresses or are sister wives. The LDS culture is that of hard-working people of faith. Good, honest people who work for a living and care for others in need. We don’t know any polygamous families. While I would have a problem sharing my husband with others on a regular basis, I am not judge or jury for these families who are fulfilling their religious beliefs.
Apparently a new show came out on The Learning Channel (TLC) called Sister Wives. Since that time, the police have undertaken an investigation into this family. Not all Utahans are Mormon. Most Mormons are LDS and monogamous. Please don’t judge people who live in Utah with a broad brush, OK there are strange liquor laws, that’s a given. “Oh, you live in Utah” has a bad connotation for many, and it should not as it is now Forbes #1 state for business. Honest people, good values. We’re happy living up in the hills in heathen country near organic farmers markets and even Whole Foods. Don’t know if I set the record straight, but it’s a shot. You’ve got to give me that. Cheers, Dee
This past Sunday we went out for lunch and decided to go for a drive that ended up being much longer than anticipated. This pass links five ski resorts and is, of course, closed in winter and during rainstorms in summer. Sorry, this was an unplanned trip so I didn’t have the camera with me.
The turns and road conditions gave me pause and made for some white-knuckle driving conditions. Jim took over at the bottom of the pass until we got down to the valley. I was a few inches from a 2,000 foot drop with no shoulder an no guardrails. So my white-knuckle moments were when HE was driving!
But the views over the Uintas and the Wasatch range were spectacular and this was one of the final weekends to make the trip before the snows force closure until summer 2011. We went up to 9,700 feet above sea level, above the tree line, and there’s actually a valley a few hundred feet below populated by firs and aspens, and the aspens were a shockingly bright yellow in the sunlight.
I am continually amazed at the gorgeous country in which we live. We have looked at homes here with no view, one actually in a basement (who could live in a large home in a basement in the mountains?) and looking out at anything less than what we see now is unthinkable. Ah well, now it comes down to what one can afford…. Cheers, Dee.
They walked about 15 feet from our window today. I had to call the wildlife photographer (for the folks whose preserve the moose are currently in) to tell her. From a network of neighbors who also live along the Preserve we know that they’ve been here at least since this morning; what we thought were mother and one year-old (they live with Mom for two years) are probably two juveniles; and we know for certain that a large moose was killed on the Interstate the other night.
I’ll be in touch with the Preserve people tomorrow, as they were closed tonight. What magnificent creatures they are! I only hope they can live on their own at this stage of life. Right now they’re in a fenced preserve (with a fence they could jump but that may mean the highway and being run over by a semi) with food and water and no real predators. If you were a fox would you try to bring down a 1,000 pound moose?
I do know that the cranes haven’t been seen at all today, but it was a hot day and I closed the shades to keep it cool in here for several hours. They probably haven’t left the preserve, because I don’t believe their “colts” are able to fly just yet.
Life in the wild is interesting. Glad I bought a cowboy hat and have some sturdy boots, no, not cowboy boots, just rain and snow boots. Cheers! Dee
Yes, a mama and her year-old “baby” were out on the Preserve just a bit ago, a rare sight indeed. The danger is that they have to jump the fence at some point and may be hit on the highways. But I invited the photographer for the local Preserve up to our deck to get some shots from above. She promised to send me a photo.
I had binoculars and we caught them foraging near a stream, sitting down some of the time. They’re almost black with lighter brown on top. Magnificent animals. I love living on a nature preserve! Cheers, Dee
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I’m concerned that a lot of our neighborhood is unoccupied and it looks as if many stores aren’t even here yet and the ones that are, are not making ends meet.
So after a year of living here I visited several stores down the street and asked how they’re doing. I’m not a shopper at all but managed to purchase a few things along the way.
Some told me that a sunny day is a good day. Those are few and far between this June. I found an old-fashioned three-speed girl’s bicycle that’s brown with flowers on it. Even the tires have flowers as the tracks. I’ve no-where to put it but it’s gorgeous and I’d love to take it out on the path every day. No, Zoe, you can’t come until I learn to ride a bike again and you learn to not pull me everywhere!
Everyone was nice and at the last place I told them what I wanted, to learn beadwork for a certain project and asked for a private class to do so. Both people there were on their cell phones constantly, which is irritating to me as a customer. I was told that I’d have to talk to the owner about a class.
The owner finally got off the phone and the clerk asked her about beading. She said: “We make jewelry, not embellishments to fabric.” I asked if I could get a class on beading and she repeated her mantra. If her husband is in charge of “selling” our town to local businesses and residents, his wife could use a class in dealing with customers. I’ll teach it, for free.
These local business owners must not need money, and owning a shop may be just an expensive hobby. That may make one person happy, yippee! But for a customer shopping in these tony digs, locals are treated like dirt. That’s why we don’t shop here unless there is one certain thing (an esoteric math puzzle from the toy store) we need. I thought about helping them, but have definitely changed my mind.
You know that educational mantra, “publish or perish,” and I say be customer-friendly and sell something, lest you perish. These people don’t seem to care. They do jewelry. Dee
ps The good part is that I got a Beatles’ DVD “All Together Now” and “clapton unplugged” both on sale from a place that no longer honors the Local Card, which started this rant.
Yes, I’ve gone missing. That’s what being a host, cook, maid, laundress, activity director and chauffeur does when guests are in town. Jim’s mom and our nephew (age 7.5) are in town and it’s been a fun and exhausting week.
I’ve joined them on some journeys and let them go on others on their own. I think everyone’s had a good and exhausting time. We bought our nephew a few little things, a book, yo yo and a game, UNO.
Some of my favorite times are hanging out around here and playing UNO or singing Beatles songs on Rock Band. Yes, we stood up in front of open windows and played “Eight Days a Week.”
My husband pitched in with a scenic tour on Saturday and we did the open air market on Sunday in frigid temperatures. What I hope will be a successful visit when they leave early in the morning is if Jim’s mother got some needed nature, views and mostly relaxation from her normal duties at home. We hope our nephew leaves with a sense that he has family here, and his aunt and uncle are going to hold him to the same high expectations that his parents and grandparents have for him.
Last time I played UNO was in college. The guys took over guitar and drums so I was left with voice and blew them all away. No, I’m not American Idol material, believe me. I don’t know what they score on but it’s probably tonal with added points for keeping up with the beat.
More to write. Sorry for missing a few posts, but I was busy and glad to be with the company we had. Cheers, Dee
We’re being bombarded with lightning and thunder and have dire warnings of hail. The skies are troubled and we’re glad to have both cars garaged. It is a spectacular sight that I look forward to seeing upstairs in a moment.
Right now I can tell you that we are safe and against all odds, our modem is still working (it usually peters out if there’s a cloud in the way) but will sign off now. There’s much coming this way in terms of weather and family in the next couple of days.
Jim and Zoe are home safe from their brief walk, both of them ran to the door when the storm hit and are upstairs drying off. Big lightning, like the end of one of Pyro Paula’s fireworks displays (she does Freedom Over TX) in Houston.
Take care now, we’re turning in for the evening and will watch our natural mountain fireworks. Cheers. Dee