A shot of Mindy relaxing happily on my deck Wednesday eve.
Juvenille deliquent geese taking part in gang activities.
Alas, the common house fly whose life span is no longer than the typical American vacation
Five months removed from Xmas!
I can hardly believe that it’s already Thursday when it seems I was just staring down the barrel of another Monday and a long week of work. That happens often, though. One minute I'm powting about the weekend's quick end and then in the blink of an eye we’re back to where I truly want to be - the weekend!
I can’t help but think that life as a whole is much the same way. A hundred years in the grand scheme of things goes by undeniably fast. The earth’s history, or better put, existence, goes back some 10 billion years. That’s one hundred million one hundreds! Compare that to the common house fly which has a life expectancy of only 7-10 days, and that's in optimal conditions. I wonder if that must seem like a hundred years to them.
Mosquitoes are much the same, living any where from 4-10 days.
http://www.ivyhall.district96.k12.il.us/4th/KKhp/1insects/fly.html
In stark contrast, I read an article recently about the inevitable collision of two black holes – one eventually swallowing the other. Upon further reading, I learned that this catastrophic event has been forecasted to take place in about one million years. What? Are you kidding me? Of course , I can't help but think that these scientists/alarmists, much like our weather prognasticators, try to sensationalize and over sell the coming conditions or events only to have something much less dramatic transpire on the otherside.
All this talk about a life span of 4 days and a black hole collision one million years out and what am I worrying about? I worry about sleeping an extra five minutes! And by the way, what is time? Is it real, or is it some warped dimension in space where everything really happens at the exact same ‘time’? Woah!
But somehow I managed to move one with my morning all the while contetmpalting the seemingly short life span of house flies along with my personal race against the clock. I had fun though.
Today promises to be our first real taste of summer. We’re expected to pierce the 80 degree barrier and throw in a dose of humidity too. I am looking forward to it, although the skies aren’t suppose to be so clear.
I threw together my day like most other work days. Nothing out of the ordinary here – sorry. This would not only be like any other Thursday, but also like most other work days. I realized, however, on my morning drive, that the one significant difference would be not having a guitar lesson tonight. My evening, instead, would be mine to enjoy however I so choose. That's powerful stuff right there. The evening would be a ‘Tabla Rassa’!
I was excited about this afternoon's run since it was the first run of the season with temps above 80 degrees and some decent humidity. Too, the sun made a surprise appearance all afternoon driving the temperature and humidity even higher than expected. I ran without a shirt and the sun soaked sky cooked away at my brown, yet tender glistening skin. Ahh - this is what I crave! Truth be told, I could tell a big difference as I finished. My heart was racing much faster than it would be otherwise. It’s like anything, the body needs time to adjust, and this being the first dose of sultry weather made it seem much warmer - just like the first time it dips below freezing. I was smiling as I returned to my office.
The afternoon breezed by and before I knew it, it was time to head for the hills. I decided along with Mindy that I would pass on a quiet evening at home and instead visit her and the kids all the while getting a jump start on her long neglected flower beds. We are planning to spruce them up a bit this weekend, and try to make certain that they're not the scurge of the neighborhood. I figured I could get a lot, if not all, of the edging completed in about an hour this evening. So that became the goal. It's good to have goals! But almost as if it were toying with me, the sky began to cloud over and threaten rain. In fact, there were heavy storms predicted to slam into our part of town throughout the evening. So far we had escaped the wrath.
With Jacob's help - ;) - I edged the main flower bed wrapping the front of their home. I had already planned to remove the upper inch or two of mulch, but what I didn't expect was the hideous soil conditions present in her yard. It was like concrete so even edging was a challenge below about one inch. But I'm not sure why I expected better since mines like that too. I guess because of the 'upper scale' sub-division my expectations were that the builder would've topped the yard in top soil, but no. Mindy joined in the fun soon after Bella gave up on the indoor coloring thing. She trimmed some of the dead branches from the flowering shrubs in abundance as well as providing moral support. Just as we finished edging and scraping off the 'trash mulch' the sky began to spill. Before moving inside Mindy and I dug her lawn mower out from the depths of the garage so that I could take a look at what might be ailing it. A quick look revealed that it was out of gas, but that's good given that its been sitting idle for over one year. I will try and start it this weekend. Inside Mindy gave the kids a bath, and while they dressed in their jammies, I went and took a shower too. I had little bits of earth about my legs and arms that were driving me crazy - that along with a few nasty clusters of poison ivy that had taken up residence on my person.
The shower was just what the doctor ordered aside from the inept shower head in Mindy's master shower. Mindy often raves about mine and now I know why. There must be something amiss with hers. It's really no more than a trickle. I'll have to look at that. After my shower the itching subsided. We then did what we often do - wild unadulterated sex - no. We sat on the sofa and watched a little television. We watched "So You Think You Can Dance". Pretty good entertainment. I ended up staying at Mindy's until almost 10:40pm - much later than usual. Once I made it home I did a little blogging then went straight to bed.
A shot of Mindy relaxing happily on my deck Wednesday eve.
Juvenille deliquent geese taking part in gang activities.
Alas, the common house fly whose life span is no longer than the typical American vacation
Five months removed from Xmas!
I can hardly believe that it’s already Thursday when it seems I was just staring down the barrel of another Monday and a long week of work. That happens often, though. One minute I'm powting about the weekend's quick end and then in the blink of an eye we’re back to where I truly want to be - the weekend!
I can’t help but think that life as a whole is much the same way. A hundred years in the grand scheme of things goes by undeniably fast. The earth’s history, or better put, existence, goes back some 10 billion years. That’s one hundred million one hundreds! Compare that to the common house fly which has a life expectancy of only 7-10 days, and that's in optimal conditions. I wonder if that must seem like a hundred years to them.
Mosquitoes are much the same, living any where from 4-10 days.
http://www.ivyhall.district96.k12.il.us/4th/KKhp/1insects/fly.html
In stark contrast, I read an article recently about the inevitable collision of two black holes – one eventually swallowing the other. Upon further reading, I learned that this catastrophic event has been forecasted to take place in about one million years. What? Are you kidding me? Of course , I can't help but think that these scientists/alarmists, much like our weather prognasticators, try to sensationalize and over sell the coming conditions or events only to have something much less dramatic transpire on the otherside.
All this talk about a life span of 4 days and a black hole collision one million years out and what am I worrying about? I worry about sleeping an extra five minutes! And by the way, what is time? Is it real, or is it some warped dimension in space where everything really happens at the exact same ‘time’? Woah!
But somehow I managed to move one with my morning all the while contetmpalting the seemingly short life span of house flies along with my personal race against the clock. I had fun though.
Today promises to be our first real taste of summer. We’re expected to pierce the 80 degree barrier and throw in a dose of humidity too. I am looking forward to it, although the skies aren’t suppose to be so clear.
I threw together my day like most other work days. Nothing out of the ordinary here – sorry. This would not only be like any other Thursday, but also like most other work days. I realized, however, on my morning drive, that the one significant difference would be not having a guitar lesson tonight. My evening, instead, would be mine to enjoy however I so choose. That's powerful stuff right there. The evening would be a ‘Tabla Rassa’!
I was excited about this afternoon's run since it was the first run of the season with temps above 80 degrees and some decent humidity. Too, the sun made a surprise appearance all afternoon driving the temperature and humidity even higher than expected. I ran without a shirt and the sun soaked sky cooked away at my brown, yet tender glistening skin. Ahh - this is what I crave! Truth be told, I could tell a big difference as I finished. My heart was racing much faster than it would be otherwise. It’s like anything, the body needs time to adjust, and this being the first dose of sultry weather made it seem much warmer - just like the first time it dips below freezing. I was smiling as I returned to my office.
The afternoon breezed by and before I knew it, it was time to head for the hills. I decided along with Mindy that I would pass on a quiet evening at home and instead visit her and the kids all the while getting a jump start on her long neglected flower beds. We are planning to spruce them up a bit this weekend, and try to make certain that they're not the scurge of the neighborhood. I figured I could get a lot, if not all, of the edging completed in about an hour this evening. So that became the goal. It's good to have goals! But almost as if it were toying with me, the sky began to cloud over and threaten rain. In fact, there were heavy storms predicted to slam into our part of town throughout the evening. So far we had escaped the wrath.
With Jacob's help - ;) - I edged the main flower bed wrapping the front of their home. I had already planned to remove the upper inch or two of mulch, but what I didn't expect was the hideous soil conditions present in her yard. It was like concrete so even edging was a challenge below about one inch. But I'm not sure why I expected better since mines like that too. I guess because of the 'upper scale' sub-division my expectations were that the builder would've topped the yard in top soil, but no. Mindy joined in the fun soon after Bella gave up on the indoor coloring thing. She trimmed some of the dead branches from the flowering shrubs in abundance as well as providing moral support. Just as we finished edging and scraping off the 'trash mulch' the sky began to spill. Before moving inside Mindy and I dug her lawn mower out from the depths of the garage so that I could take a look at what might be ailing it. A quick look revealed that it was out of gas, but that's good given that its been sitting idle for over one year. I will try and start it this weekend. Inside Mindy gave the kids a bath, and while they dressed in their jammies, I went and took a shower too. I had little bits of earth about my legs and arms that were driving me crazy - that along with a few nasty clusters of poison ivy that had taken up residence on my person.
The shower was just what the doctor ordered aside from the inept shower head in Mindy's master shower. Mindy often raves about mine and now I know why. There must be something amiss with hers. It's really no more than a trickle. I'll have to look at that. After my shower the itching subsided. We then did what we often do - wild unadulterated sex - no. We sat on the sofa and watched a little television. We watched "So You Think You Can Dance". Pretty good entertainment. I ended up staying at Mindy's until almost 10:40pm - much later than usual. Once I made it home I did a little blogging then went straight to bed.
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