Mom,
Dad, and a kid standing in the shallows.
Sharing
their space with a family of Sandhill Cranes.
Sandhill
Cranes look pretty big, they’re 3 ½ feet tall, until they’re standing next to
Whoopers. Whooping Cranes are 5 feet tall, like Judy.
Mom,
Dad, and a kid standing in the shallows.
Sharing
their space with a family of Sandhill Cranes.
Sandhill
Cranes look pretty big, they’re 3 ½ feet tall, until they’re standing next to
Whoopers. Whooping Cranes are 5 feet tall, like Judy.
…why
I’m inside on such a nice day.
It’s
because it’s so bright outside it’s hard to see the computer screen if I’m at
the picnic table.
Went
into town, Rockport, for dinner at Mac’s Barbeque. Just as fine as
always. Admired this fishing pier.
And
stopped by a shop to visit with our old friend Dovie.
Any
by “old”, I mean 97. Dovie painted the whooping cranes on that jacket
that Judy is wearing about 25 years ago. We’ve been friends for that
long.
Now
we’re at Goose Island State Park.
https://www.google.com/maps/@28.1344817,-96.9935125,15z?entry=ttu
Move in day.
Three
hours north. Got set up before sundown. It should be a little
chilly tonight, but warmer after that.
A
treat. Coffee, homemade cinnamon rolls, and eggs for breakfast.
Yum. Sweet! The eggs were so we could feel a little
better about ourselves after.
Maybe
we should have had some oatmeal too.
You
can see how small he is compared to the gulls behind him. He looks a lot
like the semipalmated plover, but the color is a little lighter and the legs
are more yellow.
Piping
Plover.
Particularly
those with trailers. The trailers have all that vertical and horizontal
surface. Let’s extend the range of each by putting lightweight solar
panels all over the trailers. (Okay, maybe there aren’t really
lightweight efficient inexpensive solar panels yet, but let’s pretend.)
Not all of them will face the sun at once, but at least some of them will all
the time. They can collect and charge throughout the daylight hours
whether the truck is driving or not. Less stops to recharge. Less
recharging through the grid if the electric fleet is plugged in at night.
It could happen. Someday. Better batteries, better solar panels,
eventually each truck could be independent with unlimited range.
It’s
a reddish egret.
They
don’t stand and ambush fish. They’re really active when they hunt.
Oh,
and you may have noticed he isn’t red. That’s because it’s an occasional
white morph. Here is what they look like when they’re red!
In
America, we hold the fork in our left hand and our knife in our right hand to
cut our food (assuming we’re right-handed), then switch hands with the fork to
get the food to our mouth. In Europe it’s simpler, more direct.
Hold the food still with the fork in your left hand while you cut it with your
knife. Then put the food that is already skewered on your fork directly
into your mouth. Sounds simple, right? We tried it while we were in
England. First off, it’s hard to break that ingrained habit of switching
hands with the fork. Second, when we eat American style, we’re moving the
food to our mouths with the fork tines pointed up. The food tends to stay
on it. European style, the fork tines are pointed down and the food wants
to fall off back onto the plate mid-journey. We gave up and went with
what we’re used to, transferring the fork hand to hand.
Another
failure to adapt happened at the pizza restaurant. We could not bring
ourselves to eat pizza with a knife and fork like what was happening at all the
tables around us. That’s just wrong.
About once a year we get
weather cold enough at night to make ice on the fountain.
This is that time this
year. 28 degrees last night. Headed for 25 degrees tonight!
Then the next night, the end of the polar vortex, it should be about 50.
Feed
the dogs in the morning. If one piece of kibble spills out onto the
kitchen counter, Jesse knows. She can’t see the countertop from where she
is on the floor, but her nose knows. After she eats, she’ll stand in the
kitchen and moan. Go there and ask what’s wrong and she’ll run to the
closest spot to the counter and look up. Even if you can’t see it at
first, keep looking. There will be a piece of kibble there.
If
there are two pieces of kibble there and you only give her one and walk away;
it’s not over till it’s over. She knows.
At
the federal level it hasn’t been a core school requirement since 2010.
Less than half the states require it in school at all. It seems
irrelevant in these times of laptops, smart phones, and tablets. Who
needs to write by hand anymore?
That
brings a question to my mind. Every legal document we sign has those two
lines: Print your name here. Your signature here. If a kid
doesn’t know how to write in cursive, as an adult how are they going to sign a
document? Are the print line and signature line going to look exactly the
same?