Saturday, August 25, 2007

Monday July 23 2007


The Hay That's for Sale

Joe is out picking up bales and making the stack up here near the yard for people who are buying hay. Ours is up in the big stack yard by the gate. He's got another load on the ground, then he will finish up and be done.

There couldn't be a more gorgeous morning anywhere. It bodes ill of being hot hot hot again however. We will see what the day brings. It was soooooooo stifling last night - the last two nights - and hardly a breath of air coming through the house until after midnight, when it got more bearable. After I laid sweltering for a while I got up and took a cool shower and that helped. I guess I should break down and bring in the fan. I will have to do major moving big stuff in the garage if I do. I keep thinking as soon as I go through the struggle to get it, the weather will change to being more normal.

Called hughes.net technical support and they are going to send me a new receiver/modem. It will be here within 3 to 5 business days. So by the end of the week I should be back online. That will make it about a month that I have not been able to go on the internet. Maybe in the meantime I should go back to the senior center and start to go through the emails that are waiting? As I sat on hold at the beginning of the tech support call they had a message that sounds like the system for a whole satellite G16-15K is down. Not sure if it includes me or not - I didn't ask. But it sounded very serious. How do you fix a satellite? It said the engineers are working on it. I hope they have it fixed by the time I get back on.

Very windy this afternoon. Need the windows open, but then it blows everything all over. All my stuff has something heavy sitting on it. It's also blown all the dead gnat bodies off the desk, etc. so that's one good thing. Oh, those little black gnats are awful this time of year, and can come right in through the screens.

A wonderful thing this time of year is that the most beautiful mysterious fragrance absolutely fills the air. Joe's dad told me years ago it was the clover blooming. I've never quite figured it out that clover begins blooming some time before you get the smell. And there doesn't seem to be anything else possible that would do that. The clover blossoms must have to get to a certain stage. What ever it is, I love it.




Building the Stack – Getting Lined Up Straight



Tipping the Load Upright

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