2018 Weekly Synopsis
GREETINGS FROM FAR EASTERN OREGON
~AUGUST 11, 2018
On our Onion Avenue yesterday the swather was found to be extra busy. Our hay is cut and awaits the next step–being baled. Most of the hay was cut on this short strip of Onion Avenue. That is how things generally work–they do all the swathing at the same time when possible. The air carries the fresh-mown-hay scent as I step out the front door. If you love the smell of fresh cut hay then it is bliss; if you have hay fever, then not so much.
The Treasure Valley heat is oppressive and unrelenting. The triple-digit numbers are a reality. Crops, lawns, and gardens are demanding a decent amount of water. Mostly, it is about the harvest–either it is in progress or around the corner. We like to watch the process. I am less excited about the barren Weim-gray fields. I count our blessings to have the hay field to the east. We will have green even when the first snow arrives.
We are busy keeping everyone safe from the heat. Runs outside are short for the most part–except in the morning. They can be a bit longer late evening too. No one can endure these high temperatures. Everyone has to be inside once the temperatures rise close to one-hundred degrees. No one cares about spending time napping on such a day.
This Week on the Blog
Sunday— August 5 — The Boys (Luke and Coop)
Monday–- August 6 — Reunions (Jorja and Eileen)
Tuesday — August 7 — Not Peas in a Pod (Bodhi and Murray)
Wednesday — August 8 — Winchester
Thursday –- August 9 — Rey
Friday — August 10 — Tricks (Willow of California)
On a very personal note
We (Cliff and I) celebrated 49 years of marriage. Most of you know that. Yesterday I celebrated my birthday. We are happy to have the opportunity –we had a lovely couple of days. We did a few things we don’t usually do; however, for the most part, it was the typical daily routine. For our 25th anniversary, Cliff gave me diamond earrings–studs with a screw back. He knew how paranoid I would have been with just regular backed earrings. One morning (probably fifteen years ago almost) I woke up to find one of the two had lost its back. We never found it. I stored both earrings thinking we would get it fixed. Today, Cliff took me to get it fixed. I want to say a special thanks to Mr. Coy who took time out to personally check the earrings and replace the lost back. We appreciate the personalized care and the immediate service. Who does that kind of thing?
We dined out more than usual. It was spectacular. Thank you, Cliff Nielsen. My very special friend, Becki, who is also my hairdresser spoiled me. There was no party–it just was not a good time for anyone. I am perfectly okay with forgoing a party. Cliff and I did indulge in a large serving of ice cream midday.
The garden is cucumber rich. We have two areas planted with the cucumbers–the round trellis and a large pot. Both are producing more than I could ever imagine. The round has both pickling and lemon cucumbers. The other is the burpless slicing type. We are getting a few slicing tomatoes, but Cliff prefers the pear tomatoes. Ashley is too ill to come and pick this morning. I will get after it as quickly as possible. It is a muggy warm morning.