Saturday, October 14, 2006

A Dreary Saturday

SATURDAY. Balloon Fiesta barely got off the ground this morning. Wind and overcast skies kept many balloons on terra firma. One lone balloon sailed over the house this morning against a colorless sky. It was moving quickly, which is just as well because I couldn't get the exposure right, resulting in a less-than-impressive photo.



It was Dinah Washington who told us in a song, "What a difference a day makes...twenty-four little hours..." Indeed, the sky looked very different when I snapped this red balloon 24 hours ago. Blue skies make for much prettier photos.


But I've other fish to fry today. Loved ones are arriving tomorrow for a brief visit. I've lots to do before they get here. I'm still unpacking boxes. Hopefully they'll enjoy our "American Corrugated" decor.

It's cold, windy and raw today, though I'm noticing a slight improvement as the day wears on. Bright rays that normally heat the house have been obscured by thick clouds since early morning. There's a definite chill inside, but the sun is trying to break through. Turning on the heat isn't an option, because the swamp cooler damper needs to be installed on the roof. Without the damper, hot air escapes through the roof. I expect this to be remedied before sundown.

This afternoon I'm especially grateful for Polartec fleece.

2 comments:

Portable Graffiti said...

Quite educational. I just viewed all your balloon photos and read the captions and educational parts to Kelly and her friend Elanee. Got lots of "WOWs!"

Anonymous said...

Wow you changed your colors again! I like it! Are you doing a new picture I see is is blank? Cold but beautiful her in CO.

Had an exciting day on Saturday. I was sitting at the slider working and galloping up the driveway is a huge cow moose. I don't think i have ever seen one run that fast. It got out of sight so I went to the back to see if it went up the hill but couldn't see it so I came back to the front and opened the slider to see if it went down into the hollow. I heard a hound but didn't pay much attention as it is bear dog season. Shut the slider sat back down and galloping up the driveway comes a "pulse" bear hound. It was maybe a minute behind the moose. I tried to divert it by shooting in front of it but it was so fast and I an so old and slow. I was furious so I called fish and game and they came up looking for the hound to no avail. He told me the hounds ran a moose to ground and killed it 2 weeks ago. He said if I saw the hound to try and grab it. Not 3 minutes later I see the hound coming off the hillside. I called out to and it came toward the house. I called fish and game, went down and the hound came right to me so I leashed it, well I used my kayak strap as it was handy. The hound had on a radio collar and a regular collar with the owners info. F&G came back and checked the hound for blood and hair - none! He packed up the hound. When I asked what would happen he said they would probably just give it back. I find that hard to swallow after what I saw. Couch potato hunters.