Estes Park Sheep and Wool

Mr W, friend Deanna and I went to the wet woolliness that was the Estes Park Sheep and Wool Market. It was a dreary day, rainy and muddy, but we were prepared and had a good day. Above is a llama, and it and the other llamas were curious and pleasant and fun to visit.

We watched a sheep dog demo, but there was a lot more talking than demo-ing, so we left early.

There was a nice kids' tent, and here's a picture of Mr W making rope out of 12 strands of yarn with a gizmo that twists them together. We watched lots of spinning and weaving demos as well.

And there were vendors! Yes, indeed. Many (but not too many) vendors, with lots of stuff for sale. These are some nice ones.

And here is my purchase for the day, 5 skeins (400 yds. each) of sport weight yarn. Love the colorways with subtle variegation. These are in grey, sort of a slatey blue/green, and a dark magenta. I think I'll make socks with most of it. I'm in a stage where I'm using sport weight instead of fingering weight for socks. It goes so much faster!

Partway

Who made these flight reservations?! Whose idea was it to have an almost-three-hour layover in Chicago?

I guess at the time, I didn't want to have to be in Syracuse (an hour's drive from Ithaca) at 6am to catch the earlier flight. Oh well. I paid for internet access on the way out, so it's paid for while I wait for my flight to Denver. I noticed on the Departures board that there was an earlier flight to Denver that had been delayed, otherwise it wouldn't have still been there. I did wander over and they already had 10 people on standby, so that didn't fly (ha ha). It's an hour and 15 minute drive then from Denver to FC, so that puts me home around 7 pm my time.

It was a good trip. As these things go, there was a lot of information presented, and I'll need to go back and look at my notes, and look up some of the resources in order to do some of the many things the presenters did at the workshop.

And it was a little odd, but at the same time comfortable and familiar to be back among academics. There was a time that I thought the ideal job was to have a faculty position at a four year college somewhere, but I've realized a couple of years ago that this is not my professional path. I still feel like I'm not entirely sure what I want to be when I grow up, but also that that is OK.

I called the mechanic who was (I thought) working on my new campervan while I was out of town these last 10 days. Turns out he "just started" working on it, and it won't be ready until sometime next week. "Call on Wednesday" he said. I've decided I've got nothing to gain by being nasty about it to him, so I'm going to call him Monday, and be sweet as sugar while I tell him how very much I'd like to be able to go down there that Wednesday and take it home.

Finally, if I if all goes well, I'll roll into town and enjoy dinner with, and made by, B.

So far, so good

My stay here in Ithaca is winding down. This is a picture of a lupine that I took a week (!) ago.

Since the workshop started on Sunday, I haven't done any hiking in the woods, but I've walked the hills around town before dinner. The workshop has us in front of a computer most of the day, and tomorrow's the last day. I do feel like I've learned things that will be helpful at work, so that's good.

However, I am READY to go home. It's been a really good trip, but I miss my kid, I miss my dog, I miss my garden and I miss my house. I talked to B today and he said he rode past my house recently and it hadn't burned down - always good to hear. I miss him, too.

And, my new campervan is supposed to be ready by Friday!! I'm working out the details of getting down to Boulder to pick it up, but should have it for the weekend. Mr W and I might have to take an overnight just to suss out (I love that expression) things that it needs.

In a way, I feel like my summer hasn't really started yet. Lots of stuff to do, and I'm looking forward to taking several small trips over the next couple of months. This weekend is the Estes Park Wool Market, and Mr W and I are going to a Rockies game Sunday. Yup, life is good.

Ithaca and Beyond

It's been a good couple of days. I had dinner tonight from the famous Moosewood Restaurant. The picture above is the gift shop - where they sold t-shirts and cookbooks. It was really good food, a burrito with spicy sweet potato filling and fruit salsa - yum!
And I was jazzed to be able to visit my friend Jordan's place. The photo above shows part of her wood pile and her mobile chicken coop. She had a mission for us: find the corners of her 25 acre property, spray paint the corner survey posts, and post "Private Property" signs at those spots as well. We did a fair bit of bush wacking, but it was a lot of fun to poke around in the woods for a couple of hours. The Black Flies weren't as bad as they could have been, so that was good.
The salamanders were out and about. The black arrows show three little red efts, which are juvenile Eastern Newts. It's so dry in Colorado; I don't know if I've seen salamanders there.

And here's me with a foot on one of the corner survey markers. There are a LOT of rocks in the soil in this part of the world.

I was at the first day of the workshop today. They're using a programming language called R, that I guess is like anything else that's new. I'm spending a lot of time slogging through the tutorial. It's interesting, but feels like the "invest now benefit later" sort of thing that it is.

Little Things

I spent most of the day listening to talks at the conference, which were by and large really interesting. I went out on foot to get some dinner, and saw these two pieces in a shop. Aren't they great? I'm not much (at all) into miniatures, but the proportions on these are so perfect. If it's hard to tell how big these little things are, the tallest one is probably 2 inches tall.

Now, I must post this and get to work on some stuff for the workshop that is the second part of my trip.

Ithaca - Day 2

Let me just say I was struck, all day, by the difference that lots of precipitation makes. I didn't have to check in for the conference until this evening, so I spent part of the day exploring. Here's a typical shot of the woods - so green!
I visited Sapsucker Woods, which is hallowed ground if you've ever been a bird watcher. I've been one off and on, and since I was there mid-morning and not during migration, there wasn't all that much out and about. That's OK, it was a nice and very peaceful walk.
Here's a Jack-in-the-Pulpit. There were two kinds there, one that was all green and then these with the red stripes. Most of the other spring ephemerals were done. I saw lots of Trillium leaves, and spent flowers, but no good blooms.
I went to Treman State Park as well, and here's a view of one of the several sets of stairs I walked on my little hike. Quite a bit of elevation gain in a short space, and I was glad I had the advantage of coming from CO.
And finally, this little fellow was resting in one of the rock walls at the top of a hill. It was a good day.

First Day in Ithaca

I'm in Ithaca, NY for several days to attend a conference, and squeeze in a visit to my old friend Jordan. That didn't come out right - we've been friends since we were about 15, how about that?

In a funny coincidence, my new friend B went to college here, and was reminiscing about how the weather if often SO GRAY. But it was amazingly beautiful today as I drove from Syracuse to Ithaca. I'm going to Sapsucker Woods tomorrow morning before the conference starts. It's part of the famous (to people who birdwatch, anyway) Cornell Laboratory of Ornithology.

I also walked around downtown tonight, and came across this storefront. It was closed so I don't know what kind of store it is, but aren't those bottles fun?

Take a hike

Sally and I hiked part of the Young Gulch Trail today. It was really nice out, not too hot, and Sally loved it because the trail crosses a stream about a dozen times. She looks hot, but she's just wet and quite happy. I'm trying to get her to be a better leash walker on trails, and this was a good practice hike for us. I'm using the very simple method of she pulls/I stop. I found out, at the last 25% of the way back down (maybe she was just tired!) that if I gave her about 6' of leash instead of 4', she did a lot better.

I took some pictures with my spiffy awesome camera, and here are some of them. I taught the lab part of the Plant ID course when I was in grad school, and so I've become content with knowing the family or genus many plants are in, but seldom feel compelled to actually key it out all the way. The above is in the Scrophulareacea, the Snapdragon family, and you can see the shape of the flower is kind of familiar.

Now, you might look at this and think, 'what a boring plant'. But this is in the genus Lesquerella which is closely related to the plant I worked on in school, Physaria bellii So it's kind of like taking a picture of family.
Here's a showy one. This is some kind of Delphinium (Larkspur), and it was even bluer than this. I love showy flowers.


And (drum roll, please).... Here is my first meal from the garden. It's sort of cheating because I didn't plant these greens from seed, but there's a red leaf lettuce and some spinach and they were wonderful together. I had bought and thrown away countless bottles of salad dressing before I discovered Penzey's dry mixes. Love that Penzey's. A little oil, a little balsamic vinegar, some dry salad dressing mix, and there it is. Much less waste.

Garden Pics 5-29-10

Here are some pictures of my gardens lately. Here are some links to what they used to look like here and here. They are doing great - still love the raised beds, although the irrigation is heavy on one end and light on the other. I think I might add another length of soaker hose to the right side bed and that should help.


Pretty much everything you can see here was bought as a start. Mr W and I planted more broccoli and carrots, and there's a cantaloupe I started from seed in the middle that I want to have grow UP the trellis (this should be interesting). I need to sow some lettuce seeds and more carrots here.

Here's the bed that needs more water. It gets more hot afternoon sun as well. This bed has my peppers and tomatoes on the right, herbs on the left, and I also planted 2 kinds (god help me) of zucchini on the left as well. Marigolds for some pizazz.


My new friend B helped me mulch this area the other day after I planted these annuals. I put all reds and pinks up here this year. You can see where my neighbor ran over the edging, and how the garden is simply perilously close to the alley, so this was sort of bound to happen. I'm thinking of getting bricks or pavers to lay here instead, and I can haul those with the new van (cha-ching!).

And, finally, these came with the house, and I need to move part of this clump to the garden where it will get more water. These humble iris smell like grape kool-aid. I had no idea this was possible, but it's true.

Chicken or Egg

I am now the very proud owner of this van. I schlepped Mr W down to Boulder and back (an hour one way) to give the seller the check, and left it at the mechanic. I got to sit in the driver's seat and make "vroom-vroom" noises, but won't bring it home until after I get back from my trip.

The credit union where I got the loan from wanted me to take the title, which the seller signed over to me, over to the DMV and get a new title in my name. Unfortunately, since the seller had gotten a duplicated copy of the title only a few days before, I couldn't do this, couldn't get plates, but could get a temporary tag, and could pay sales tax. Okey-dokey. This ended up being OK, I showed the loan people all the stuff I had, including proof of insurance, and they gave me a check.

Shortly after this, I got a call from the mechanic, who noted that there weren't any plates on the thing, so they couldn't drive it around to check what they were fixing along the way. Oops. Looks like I will have to drive to Boulder one more time this weekend. It was nice of him to say he didn't want to leave my van out in the lot, so he was going to take it in, and I could slip the temp tag through the key drop.

I have been amazed at how many steps have been involved here. Gotta have this so you can get that, but it seems that the steps don't necessarily happen in order. Regardless, I'm two more round trips to/from Boulder and I can start using my mechanic up here. Yea!!

So close

Well, if all goes according to the grand plan, I should own this vehicle, the VW Vanagon campervan I've not been able to stop talking about, by late tomorrow. This is a view from the back bench seat with both of the tables set up and the driver's seat turned. The lid that covers the stove and sink is shown lifted on the left.

Not having researched used car loans lately, I was surprised to be offered a rate of 12.55% at my bank. I have a lower rate of 5.99% at the local credit union, and really hope I can finalize things with them today, as I'm scheduled to meet the seller (with a check in my hand) at the mechanic's tomorrow afternoon to finalize the deal. I'll leave it there while I go to my conference in Ithaca, and pick it up (all road-ready) when I come back. Insert happy dance here (boing, boing, boing).

If the loan doesn't come through today, the seller is very nice, and I'm fairly certain I could give him some money to hold onto it until I come back. I'd sure like to get it done before I go, though.

In other news, I had dinner with the new person I met online, and it turned into a 4 hour deal, which is always a good sign. It's been great fun so far.

And other, other news: today is the last day of school for Mr W. He's got a half day today, and then no school tomorrow (what on earth were those people thinking?) then is off for a week with his dad, and then to camp and then he and I will likely go to MN this summer to see my brother and his wife.

The view from here

Back in April, we moved our office and lab space to the new building that the CDC built a couple of years ago. It has been just fine on all fronts. The new lab space is functional, and it's nice to have all the equipment I use in one room instead of 3. I especially like the fact that the lab is on the 2nd floor and our office cubes are on the 4th floor. I take the stairs several times a day, and there are mezzanine levels between each floor, so it's lots of steps and it's kind of like training for summer hiking season.

But the view, well the picture shows the view on a calm sunny morning. That's looking north along the foothills that are west of Fort Collins. Not bad, eh?

Oh, and other news. It's been a little more of a challenge to get financing for Graycie the campervan. I spent an hour at a credit union in town and they value these vehicles at about half of what people pay for them. I need to call my bank today and see what they can do. Frustrating, as I want to get this wrapped up before I go out of town next week.

**Update: 11:56 am: I called my regular bank, and it looks like they can lend me what I want at a reasonable rate. Shoulda started with them in the first place

Barn Meal

Yesterday, Mr W and I attended a Barn Meal, hosted by Slow Food Denver. Over the course of the summer, they are sponsoring events at several local farms, and yesterday's was at the Windsor Dairy. Above is a picture of the couple that runs the farm, which produces organic raw milk. People buy a share of a cow, I believe, and then come to the dairy to pick up their share of the raw milk produced.
They keep goats, chickens and sheep as well. Here's Mr W with one of the friendly goats.
Since Mr W isn't all that big of a fan of organic farm tours (I'm working on converting him, honest) this is how he spent a lot of the tour.
Here's a picture of a few of their cows. They looked really healthy - shiny coats, regular-sized udder. Pretty cows. They are 100% grass fed, and the owners put a lot of effort into producing the proper mix of grasses and forbs in their pasture.
Here's where we ate lunch, which consisted of entirely too much meat, but was very yummy. If you look between the two men standing on the center left of the picture, there are a couple of cows having lunch with us. We had ice-cold raw milk as well, which was yummy. I already get my milk delivered in glass bottles from a local dairy, which is pasteurized and very good. The raw milk was good as well, and the flavor was milder, despite having to tip the jar a few times to mix the cream in so the first person pouring wouldn't get it all.

It was a fun day, and I hope to sign the kid and I up for another one or two this summer. Great to see lots of other people interested in this sort of thing as well.

No Comparison

Holy cow. I mean I know the virtues of home-grown produce and all. Food miles, organic, better flavor, that kind of thing. But I had an experience yesterday that made me say "Wow!" out loud.

I bought some strawberry plants a couple of years ago and stuck them on the sunny side of the house and they've limped along for that time, but this year are full of flowers. Yesterday, I saw the first ripe strawberry. It must be strawberry season elsewhere, because I've bought them in the store for the past couple of weeks, and Mr W and I enjoy them a lot. So summery.

I spied this first strawberry of the season when I was letting the dog out to do her business after work and before we went off to the dog park. I leaned over, picked it up, dusted it off a little and bit into it and - well, just wow. I guess it's because I had had store-bought strawberries the day before, but the texture was incredible. It was so much more tender than a store bought berry. I know that varieties are selected in part for their ability to ship well, and although the flavor of the store bought berries was OK, the texture was like biting into a zucchini - yielding, but tough.

Don't tell the slugs and squirrels, but these berries are really something.

In other news, I am going to lunch with the new man on Monday. Fingers still crossed, but I've been pleased by the turnaround time for emails, and I felt comfortable talking to him on the phone the other day, so we'll see how this goes.

And other, other news, the seller of the VW campervan and I have settled on a price, and while he's looking for the title, I'll make arrangements for a loan and insurance. I'm nervous but excited. Mr W, who will now have parents who each have one of these vans, said mine was inherently less cool than his dad's because it didn't have a good stereo, and cool stickers. I thought this was interesting, but reminded him it's not a contest.

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Fahrvergnügen - maybe

So I drove the VW campervan yesterday and it drives just fine. Not surprisingly, it needs some work, a bunch of $100- $300 repairs to get it up to snuff. All these things together add up tp about $2300. The funny thing is, that's right about where I thought it would cost to get it to the point where I could just drive it for a year or two before having to put a new engine in it.

A couple of nice things are that it has crank windows and manual locks - fewer motors to break and have to be replaced. Also, it's wired for cruise control and A/C, although neither work at the moment. I'll get both fixed.

However, the camper parts need some attention, and I'll have to take it to an RV shop for them to make sure the propane tank is happy, and the little plastic key to the fresh water intake cover snapped off when the seller tried to use it yesterday.

I asked the mechanic what he would pay for this van, and his upper limit was about what they were asking. Then I asked him if he'd purchase this one if he was in the market for one, and he said yes. I was really impressed at how much time he spent with me, and only charged me $100. I suppose he thinks it's a good bet that I'll be spending more with his shop very soon.

I hope to split that $2300 with the seller, so they lower their price by $1150. Then I'll leave it at the shop in Boulder for them to do the repairs. Then, I'm goin' camping.

One Step Closer

It's a slippery slope, this online searching stuff. There I was, minding my own business, simply toying with the idea of perhaps sometime owning one of these VW campervans, and I see this. I admit, I have been seduced by the idea of owning one of these, just like I was the last time I tracked one down (the one that the x now has).

I'm a pretty practical person, and I think that is a large part of the appeal of a vehicle like this. It's got all you need to take your home wherever you want to go (roads permitting).

Anyway, I've talked on the phone with the owner of this one, a really nice looking 1989 that is in Boulder (about an hour away) and he's agreed to let me come down tomorrow and take it to my mechanic up here in Fort Collins to go over it and let me know what he thinks. I trust Tom the Mechanic on all things car, so if he says it's sound for what it is (a 21 year old van) then I'll likely get it.

Gotta figure out financing, sales tax, insurance, tags, etc., but I think this is what I want. In the worst case, I'd be out a bit of money for those items, but I could turn around and sell it for basically what I paid. They ain't making any more of them.

As an aside, it makes me think about the blogs I follow of people who have small livestock as part of their lives (yes, Jordan, I'm thinking of you). And I thought about how, even when I dream of having my own small farm, I see cut flowers, I see herbs, I see vegetables, I might even see a raspberry bush or three, but I don't see keeping animals besides pets. I don't know, my urge is to have the home base and be able to pick up and go for a weekend without having to make arrangements to having anything fed in my absence. Not sure why.

Do they do this everywhere now?

I was at the plant store today, getting annuals, and have noticed a trend. Most perennials are offered in gallon sized pots this year. Here's a picture from the place I usually buy my plants, but the other two places in town are doing the same thing.

It'd be nice to have a 2.5" pot, or a 4" pot of these plants, so one could buy more of them (duh). Those nice gallon pots there are $9.99 - $12.99 each.

I can certainly understand the nurseries' desire to make money on what they do, but it bugs me how doing it this way limits a person's choices. Thankfully, a lot of the annuals are in 4 packs (where did the six-pack go?), and I think I've got enough for all the spots I want to tuck annuals. It's May 15th, which is supposed to be our frost date here in north-central Colorado. I have taken the plants I bought today inside, and will continue to check the weather to see when I can just leave them the heck out and be done with it.

Claire, whose family has a small farm not too far away from me, and also a good blog, posted on her FB page that they got nailed by hail today. She also mentioned that the number of days we've had this year where the temperature has been warm enough to be considered a "growing day" are a bit over half of what they normally are. It HAS been a cool spring, and the flowers are rally hanging on the trees nicely (hopefully meaning good fruit set).

*** Edit: Here's her post about it

In other news, isn't that a nice Campervan? It's for sale in Boulder, and I want it, please. Just have to decide if it's what I want and need. These darn Westies (VW Vanagons with Westfalia camper conversions) are kind of pricey, and not many of them are for sale at any given time, and they usually all have over 100K miles on them because they are 20 years old. I know, it sounds crazy to me too when I say it that way. People usually like them so much they put a new engine in them and it keeps on truckin'.

We had one when I was married, and I loved it - did the research, tracked down the one we would eventually buy and gave it up in the divorce. It's been an interesting couple of weeks around here, with school ending and me realizing that I haven't been this free to make weekend trips for three years. Makes a girl want to go camping, but not sleep on the ground, you know? Rough it, but make coffee and cook over a stove.

Got gauge?

First, here's a picture of my humble assistant, the usually calm and always sweet Sally:
And then here's my gauge swatch. I'm starting a new pattern called Passiflora,. I found it on a site called the Twist Collective. The yarn is a delightful lavender and is a wool, silk, bamboo blend. Very nice. And I got gauge on the first time, how cool is that?

I think I'm going to like this

I lurv my new camera. It's a smart little thing, and I've used it some and the battery indicator hasn't even budged. As a sort of related aside, I went to a talk the other day by a professor at CSU, Amy Prieto, who is in the chemistry department and is looking for new greener ways to make better batteries. She totally rocked as a speaker, and I so admire researchers who can speak to the general public and give a lot of credit to the workers in their labs. A class act all the way.
But she said that when you get a new device, you should run the battery out the first few times you use it, and that will extend its life. Good to know.

We now return to our regularly scheduled blog post. I took the above picture last Sunday when Mr W and I drove out to the Pawnee Grasslands. This was about all that was blooming, but I imagine after the snow we've had, things will be popping up soon. This is my yard yesterday morning:


That May 15th frost date is there for a reason, people.

But anyway, the camera. It's small and portable and I really like it. So much so that I'm going to go out looking for more flowers to photograph this weekend. I'm so impressed at how it just automatically switches to a macro mode when the camera gets close to something.

Try try again

I've been trading emails with a new man online... about my age, has kids, similar politics, IN TOWN, gardens, several similar interests. Fingers crossed, but I don't want to think about it too much and jinx it.

Now that it's Mother's Day

Well, now that it's actually Mother's Day, I'm feeling a little less, um, confrontational, I guess.

My mom was tops. The best. She died in 1993 of pancreatic cancer, and it was a huge hit to the family. It happened so fast we were still trying to comprehend the possibility of her dying when she passed. There is still a hole there.

She was a nurse for many years, taking time off to stay home with us kids. One of her stories I love is that when she graduated from nursing school in New York City (around 1959-1960) she and her pal Sue wanted to see the West. So she bought a car (a 1956 Bel Air, if memory serves) and they did just that. As I heard the story, the times were such that a nurse could walk into almost any hospital, talk to the nurse manager about who they had worked for, and where they had graduated from, and would be given a job. Different world. They spent time in Sun Valley, ID, and years later mom regretted not being able to buy property at the time.

I think of her often. I know I've written this before here, but I think about how she would think I've done a good job with my life and my kid, and that pleases me. I've learned from her mistakes, and that's something I think any parent would be happy to know. It's funny, a few years ago, I looked down at my hands like I'm doing now, and thought, "those are mom's hands". A few wrinkles and spots, some experience, still very capable.

I sort of take for granted that I'm there for my kid. It's assumed that I will be supportive and nurturing to Mr W, and that he'll come first - all that stuff. That's just my job. I don't call it being a good mother, you know? It's just part of what I do, and I realize that my job is, in some respects, made easier by only having to keep track of one. But the kid's turning out good so far. Plays too much on the computer, and isn't interested in sports, but likes to ride his bike and hike and is into building things and math and science. He's "coming along" as my dad would say. So far so good.

So happy mother's day to us as we live and we learn.

UFOs and Mothers Day

With the semester winding down, I'm remembering that I like to knit. It's something I've essentially put away for the time I've been teaching at the community college in order to do all the prep that needs to be done. I also have a trip coming up where I'll be gone for 10 days, and that always says "knitting!" to me. A quick google search confirms there are a couple of yarn shops in Ithaca, so that's nice.

I was looking over my yarn, seeing what I should start on, or pick up again. No pictures, the batteries are dead - hopefully the camera will come today. I have about a half dozen UFOs with my knitting stuff. That's Unfinished Objects in knitting lingo. Projects that I've made good progress on, but have come to a point where either, 1) I've made a part of it too small, like the heel on the second sock of a pair, or 2) I've made a part too big, like the neck (i.e. the very first part) of a sweater that I've already worked on for at least 20 hours.

These projects languish for a few reasons. With the sweater, that neck isn't fixable. I'm also not wild about the color anymore. With the socks, the pattern makes it hard to rip back so I could redo the heel. I should just frog (completely undo the project) both and be done with it. It's hard to do that when it represents hours and hours of work, but it's not worth it to have something that I won't be happy with at the end.

And Mothers Day is tomorrow. It's too strong of a statement to say that I hate Mothers Day, but it's usually mostly a reminder of my losses, and eventually I have to go cry in the bathroom for 5 minutes. Mr W always has a little something he's made in school, and it's nice to be acknowledged for working hard to be a good mom. But it's a tough day, and I'll be glad to have it done.

Sure, I can do that, can't I?

So I'm reconsidering the whole patio/deck project.At the moment, I'm considering trying my hand at installing a brick or paver patio myself. I've read a few books on the topic, and it seems like it's not technically all that hard, although I'll likely need to rent a tamper (or whatever they call the thing that pounds the ground flat and level). I can do this, right? I'd situate the patio right in front of where I'd like the new door, and it can wait until I feel more flush (if ever).

Both the house across the street from me and the house next door are being renovated, and I'm feeling that my place looks a little, well, shabby. There used to be a front porch across the whole house, but it was enclosed a long time ago. Now, half of the old porch is part of my bedroom, which doubled its size, and half of it is just an enclosed entryway, shown on the left of the picture with the three windows.

My house has no curb appeal. There are so many cute houses with porches in my neighborhood that I'm thinking maybe I'll get an estimate to have someone open up that area into a front porch again. There are a couple of houses in the neighborhood where they've done the same thing, so I'll take some pics with my new camera (c'mon, get here!) and have those to show whoever does the project.

One nice thing about this set up is that I'm thinking of having them cut another opening in this new porch wall, and put steps in to the yard (on the far side of the house that you can't see in this picture). If I use a couple of folding gates, I can have my dream of just opening the door and letting the dog out into the yard - score!

But I need to get on this patio thing before it gets too hot. Any words of wisdom?

No more wimpy batteries

I have an old, ancient (like 10 years old) digital camera that x's parents gave us before Mr W was born. It has no image stabilization, the screen is small, and worst of all, it eats up rechargeable batteries. I'm certain the battery thing is partly my failure to keep a good set of rechargeable batteries around, although it seems like I buy a new set every couple of months or so.

Mr W had a piano recital last Sunday, and I was there to record his 15 seconds of fame for posterity, and the batteries died. I vowed then and there to get a new camera, and ordered one of these yesterday, a Canon SD1200IS from Amazon. Good ratings, comes with its own little battery pack and charger, it should work better.

I'm looking forward to toting it around with me more, as I'm usually thinking "hey, that would make a good picture" when I'm out and about. I want to document this year's gardening efforts more as well.

Raised Beds - May 1st

Karen Sue was nice to ask about my raised beds the other day, so I thought I should post a picture. I am overall very happy with how they turned out. I still need to put brackets on the outside corners to improve these bookcases' chances of being serviceable raised beds, and finish planting things as the season progresses, but I'm pretty much done with construction. Here is what they looked like after the first round of work.

I finished making the middle bed out of 4 x 4's and planted two raspberry bushes yesterday. The big blue pot is plastic (and very light) and I was originally going to put an apple tree there, but haven't done so yet. There is a pack of pansies parked there at the moment. The black plastic on the left is my effort to stop the spread of some Bishop's Weed, which is on the north side of the house. It has done so well without any attention on my part that it's creeping into the lawn and looks bad. I'll have to put grass back there (or something, maybe some kind of ground cover that doesn't get as tall as the Bishop's Weed).

For irrigation, I started with a new regular hose and a new soaker hose, and a bunch of fittings and customized lengths of each to fit the beds and not have the mulch being watered.

One problem that has arisen is that place where the mulch meets the grass. I should have installed edging, but I hate installing edging, and it seems like whatever is then next to the edging needs to be dealt with. This became apparent very quickly yesterday when I was cutting my grass with my nice little push mower, which would seize up and stop when I hit a piece of mulch that had escaped to the lawn. And the grass is longer (I don't know how this works) right where it meets the mulch. I will probably use Roundup on the those edges and be done with it.

I did get my broccoli and lettuce planted yesterday. I bought plants last week. My seed starting efforts failed this year because I never transplanted them out of the seed starting mix, which didn't have enough nutrients for the seeds to grow past a couple of inches tall. Live and learn - I'll be ready for next year. It's good to peek out there and see green. Now, I just have to keep the dog out. I set up little wire fence things, but have no idea if this will work.

Our Daily TED #5 Adam Savage

This is an entertaining view inside the mind of Mythbuster Adam Savages' creative obsession. It doesn't seem that his mind ever stops....

I can see me in one of these

I've been struck by the urge to travel a bit this summer. I'm already signed up for a conference in Ithaca, NY in early June, and Mr W and I will take a week and so something, but I wanted to start camping again.

Then it hit me. For the last three summers (when I was in the long distance relationship) I was working on the weekends I didn't have Mr W, and getting house stuff done when I had him, so I stayed pretty close to home. I made my choices willingly, so it's not like I was forced to budget my time that way.

But this summer, THIS summer, I am filled with the promise of not having to budget my time as in the past, and I won't be teaching, so I will get 15-20 hours a week back, or it hopefully will feel something like that.
So, I want one of these, a 13' travel trailer. I won't get one, most likely, but I want one! This is not a new theme with me. After Mr W was born, I got this same sort of urge, but it manifested itself in having to have a VW Vanagon campervan. I searched relentlessly, and we found an '86 for a reasonable price. We used it pretty often, they are great camping vehicles. It was decided in the divorce that x would keep it, as it's finicky, and needs frequent small repairs (that cost a lot of money).

But in using the Vanagon, I realized I'd rather have a small trailer that can be set up and left at the site, just in case the car is needed to do something. I love the idea of having everything I'd need in such a little space.

I'll probably buy one of these instead, as the price difference is several thousand dollars! It's from LLBean, and I like how it's got its own little screened in porch. I had a dream last night that I have occasionally, and I'm going to have to think about what it means if anything). Every once in a while (probably several times a year) I dream that I'm a little ways up in a building, or on a dock and that I can see whales in the water. Often they are orcas, sometimes nondescript whales. It's always such a thrill to see them, and I usually say in my dream something like, "I have dreams like this, it's so cool to see them for real!" Duh.

On a lighter note...

Yesterday's post was a bit heavy, and after a good night's sleep I feel better about my place in the world. Mr W's going to turn out fine, and he'll be exposed to enough good partnerships that he'll be able to pick up what a good marriage is.

So, I wanted to show you these flowers. This plant is pretty humble, but a few months ago it developed a stumpy offshoot from one of its branches and lo and behold produced about 5 rounds of flowers. For my part, I try to ignore it except when it's really dry, and haven't moved it, in hopes that it will keep flowering when it sees fit to. Well, it sat dormant for the winter and now has this delightful crop of flowers. Waxy star centers, velvety petals, just perfect.

I worry

I got sucked into subscribing to Audible.com a few months ago, thinking I'd enjoy listening to audiobooks while I knitted in the evenings. Having the side job of teaching has made it rare that I knit in the evenings like I used to, and I've accumulated a few credits, so I was perusing the offerings the other day on Audible's site.

I made a good wish list that I will likely order from, but one book caught my eye. It's called "The Unexpected Legacy of Divorce - A 25 year Landmark Study". I haven't downloaded it, but that didn't keep it from making me blue the last couple of days. From the site:

"Wallerstein shows how adult children of divorce essentially view life differently from their peers in intact homes, and also sheds light on the question that so many parents confront: whether to stay unhappily married or to divorce. "

This has made me worry that my kid will be somehow damaged by my divorce, and that breaks my heart a bit. I should point out that I did not want to divorce, and while I was the one who filed the paperwork, my x was having an affair that he had no intention of ending, clearly stated that he had fallen out of love with me and had no interest in getting counseling. I still don't see how I could have done things differently.

But I still feel like we cheated Mr W out of something. As it is, x and I are in the same town, and Mr W goes back and forth without incident. His friends all get shuttled around by car anyway, so it's not like the only friends he has are at one house or the other. I would say that his needs are being met, and he's got two loving parents who take the job of parenting very seriously.

I read an interview with the author of the book, and my sense is that the damage comes in large part from children seeing their parents be so horrible to each other, and for a long time after the divorce. Kids also sometimes have to care for siblings or even their own parents, while the parents are recovering emotionally from a divorce. Reading this made me feel a little better. Even though I still have strong feelings about how the marriage ended, I try really hard to separate them from the duty of raising Mr W, and I think I've done a good job on that. So good a job that Mr W wonders periodically why we don't all just move back in together and be a family again.

But this has strengthened my resolve to model a good marriage for my kid. I may or may not end up with someone who has kids, but I want very badly to show Mr W how a marriage is supposed to work: the support, the give and take, that kind of stuff. I feel like I owe him that much.

Our Daily TED #4

This one's on Motivation. I've heard snippets of Dan Pink's work in the last few months and like his presentation. This is sort of business oriented, but also applies to our world. What DOES motivate us? It's interesting to me that in certain tasks, an incentive (carrot vs. stick) works, but in others, there's more at work there.

Waiting while the weeds grow

It's been raining, raining, raining. It's funny to me (and probably annoying to the rest of the world) how cranky Coloradoans get when there's more than a couple of days of rain. We're on day 2, and I'd very much like to get garden stuff done this weekend, but that may or may not happen.

No one really complains about the rain without a little tip of the hat to the fact that we need the water. We always need the water. As a place that gets 14"-17" of rain a year, every sprinkle is appreciated.

But the weeds! The people that owned the house before me landscaped the front 8' of the house with pea gravel, large pavers, a garden area, and a little porch. This has been a good lesson for me because I will not use pea gravel in the future. The weeds are relentless in this stuff, I don't know why. I've got some kind of Sedum that is plentiful, and at the moment, there's some kind of wild lettuce that's making a play to cover all the gravel. And it's raining. I will probably try to get out there when there's a break in the rain and pull a few - the soft soil is conducive to that. I also resort to Roundup for this area when things dry out. There. I admit it.

In other news, it's the new normal around here, with me getting used to not checking my email 30 times a day to see if anyone on the online dating site wants the pleasure of my correspondence. It's a relief, and I feel like I can now devote that mental energy to more important things and be OK with just kind of keep my eyes open for a while. I'm sleeping better, and that's good. Me and Mr W are going to Denver tomorrow to visit the aquarium. He wanted to go, so we'll go.

Our Daily TED #3

This video is of Spencer Wells, who is a geneticist with the National Geographic Society and head of their Genographic Project, which studies the shared genetic history of humans living today. Very cool, great speaker.

It's been raining here for the last couple of days, which has put the kibosh on gardening, and weeding in particular. My front walk looks pretty disheveled. It's good to get the rain, though.

Our Daily TED #2

By popular demand, here is Jill Bolte Taylor's absolutely amazing recounting of when she had a stroke. All the more interesting because she's a neuroscientist, and had a good grasp of what was going on.

Glad I figured out how to imbed video. :-)

Our Daily TED

Do you know TED? TED talks are presented by amazing speakers on a wonderful diversity of topics. Academics, artists, humanitarians, the talks are inspiring, informative and not-too-long (less than 20 minutes).

I have made a goal to listen to one TED talk a day for a month, in the hopes that I'll do it every other (how's that for optimistic realism?). To help motivate me to stick with it, I'll post the video on this blog.

I show TED talks periodically to my class, and the one I'm sharing today I will show to my class tomorrow, as we are talking about DNA replication. This talk has to do with using DNA to build things.

Paul Rothemund details DNA folding Video on TED.com

Sadly, it doesn't look like you can view the video within the blog, but clicking on the link should take you there.

Enjoy!

Um, it probably WAS me

It was like a line from the book, "He's Just Not That Into You".

I'll do a quick recap: I get an email from someone on the online dating site. We exchange a few emails, then there's nothing for four days. Then I write him off, then he emails, then I not-so-subtlety hint that I'm ready to meet for coffee, he gives me his phone number, I call and we set a time.

He called tonight and said he's "not ready to date". That I was his first contact on Match, and he's "just not ready". And as much as I appreciate his phoning me and letting me know that way, I'm pretty sure it's simply code for, "I'm not that into you".

And you know what? I'm fine with it. I wasn't feeling like we clicked all that well either. I feel so grown up. This book has actually helped me; it's so easy to lose perspective. It's funny how it's part deciphering the code (It's not you, it's me = It's you), and part cheering section (stuff like, "Why would you waste your time trying to get someone to like you? If someone likes you he will really let you know it").

And all of this is easier to take today because of the day I had. I went to church, and chatted with a couple of people I hadn't seen for a while, and that was nice. Later, I was hosting a study session for my students, one of which lives a few blocks away and has a kid that goes to Mr W's school. He was saying how he gets clothes for his kid from the twin boys next door to him, and do I know J and D? Yes, I say, they are in Mr W's grade. More connections made.

I hop on my bike to meet a friend for drinks and run into another friend and her family, and the friend knows the friend I'm going over to see. I'm talking with the friend I met for drinks and her husband came in, and I end up asking if he might consider helping me with a brick patio, if I decide to put one in this summer. He said he would.

As I rode home, I thought about how much I like his town I live in, and that I've done pretty well for myself so far. Running into people isn't so unusual, even in this town of 130,000 people. I've made a fair number of connections in my 12+ years here, and am looking to make more. I actually mentioned tonight that I liked being able to leave stuff lying around on the workbench in the garage because I'm the only one using it. I hadn't appreciated it for a while.