… Happy Thanksgiving
Monday, Nov 21
For Nov 20 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.84. Events: 5 H, 7 RERA. Time on 5 hrs 55 min with (max = 15 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 spurious one to 82, I only see 3 of 87 on the graph, 6 events < 88% with avg., 91.1%. Pulse avg. 60.1, low 53.
Chipping crew guys are sick with “the flu” and not coming to chip and saw until next Monday, and plan to work for the rest of that week. John can assist them M-W, but not after that.
At 1:00 p.m. I called Audra Levine-Fuller at her cell #, and arranged to meet her at her business, Maximus Gym on 5th & Main, about receiving a new pair of sweatpants, freely given, that I requested on line (Free Givers of Kittitas County) for John’s operation (as suggested in the preliminary planning in the surgeon’s office last Friday). To pick them up, I climbed two stories of very steep stairs to get up to the gym that resides in an old building downtown. I went too fast and had to sit down and rest once at the top. I measured my pulse at 80 (very high for me). Guess I’m still not in shape from being sick a month and not exercising. I must get in good shape by Dec 12 for my Pulmonary Function Test (PFT).
On my way there, I had stopped off at a gal’s house to exchange an over-the-door hanger for 5 hangers for a package of cases she was giving me. One was a pencil case, but I have converted it to be a connector case for my car for things that operate via the cigarette lighter, now a power outlet receptacle. One is a power supply I think might work for my computer; the other is a charger for my cell phone (and oximeter). I found those during my search for the BP cuff.
I also stopped by the F.I.S.H. bread room and got some stuff for us, for my friend Gloria, who sings with our group Wednesdays (except this week, a holiday), and for my neighbor. Also, I loaded up on Mrs. Smith’s Blue Premium pies for only $2.99 each, a great price at Grocery Outlet. I got Apple, Very Berry, Pumpkin, and Cherry. This is just easier. We should be making our own but seem so busy. John is the pie (& bread) maker and he is setting things up outside so chores are easier and I can help more. He is having a bit of surgery on Dec. 1, and will be very restricted for a few days, and less so for 6 weeks.
Tuesday, Nov 22
For Nov 21 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.70. Events: 1 CA, 5 H, 2 PP, 12 RERA. Time on 8 hrs 32 min with (max = 17 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 minimum to 86, 2 below 88%, with avg., 92.1%. Avg. Pulse 57.2, low 50.
Started at 9:00 a.m., leaving for our local hospital to go to pre-opt care. John was scheduled for his first ever ECG (or EKG following German language) and to schedule the necessary things for Dec 1 surgery. Nurse Bonnie gave him a special soap to start using Tuesday (in the shower only; bathtubs not allowed), and we set up the times and signed the paperwork required. She also was going to call our PCP to suggest upping his BP medication from 5mg to 10mg. For the surgery to happen, he must not exceed 140 for the Systolic reading, and he cannot be sick, or have any rashes or open wounds. He was also given a MRSA nose swab to be sure he was clear of that. MRSA is the acronym for Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus and is a bacterium responsible for several difficult-to-treat infections in humans. When a person is admitted to a hospital or to a nursing home, they are always tested for it.
Off to Costco. Wow, price of gasoline was unbelievable. $2.52 is the lowest in Ellensburg, and it was $2.29 in Union Gap, at the Costco station. There were so many people in the warehouse, however, that it was almost impossible to move around. We bought a ton of things and then went to Home Depot to spend a gift card, but sadly they did not have either thing we needed (filters – one for a humidifier; one for our furnace). We have made two other trips there to spend our gift card from last year, but been unsuccessful. The first search was for a push broom with strong bristles. Failed. The second was for wood paneling at a decent price. Also failed. Perhaps the third time will be a charm.
We came home via Ellensburg, to Bi-Mart to check our number, and to buy John some plain underpants not available at Costco. They did have fancy ones.
We didn’t arrive home until almost dark. All three cats were waiting patiently, ready to eat. The horses were looking for us, and two deer came to the front yard to check to see if we had something for them, as we were unloading the car. It took awhile to unload $370 worth of supplies. We honestly do not have to return to Costco for heavy items before January; that being part of the plan.
Wednesday, Nov 23
For Nov 22 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.29. Events: 2 H, 13 RERA. Time on 6 hrs 52 min with (max = 11 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 minimum to 85, 5 events <88% with avg., 92.1%. Pulse 58.1, low 49.
John spent a bunch of time filling the old ’80 Chevy farm truck with garbage to take to the transfer station, which is open today, thankfully. We called to check. He’ll also get some gasoline because that truck doesn’t leave the property very often. On his way home, he will stop at Mary Johnson’s on Look Road. She is giving away apples. Earlier she asked to be paid but now is free season. The ground is covered with “falls” but there are still more on the trees. Some are small – just right for deer. When John arrived Mary was cleaning under a Horse Chestnut (Buckeye) tree. Nice tree with toxic fruit. He stopped, visited, and brought home 3 wine boxes filled with apples, about 75 pounds. She invited him back. He will likely take a ladder over if he goes, because he picked all he could reach from the ground. Actually, he has enough to do around here before next week and before the snow, so he probably won’t go back.
We had an invitation to the Orcutt’s Family Thanksgiving dinner where we always are included, but both of us cannot afford to be exposed to a lot of people and any germs right now, before John’s surgery next Thursday, and my upcoming Pulmonary Function Test, required to be sure my lungs are not being scarred by the use of the medication, Amiodarone, to control my atrial fibrillation. It has been fine since 2010 and I want it to remain so.
I have been taking care of things in the house and kitchen and trying to get through a search for our cuff blood pressure measurer. I have more places to search, but I suspect it is right here in the den, and will likely be in the very lastly searched box at the bottom of the stack.
I made several calls and found what I needed for the furnace at Woods Ace Hardware in town. This is an odd ball size furnace filter we are going to have to change monthly. It is a size 1 x 20 x 24, and you saw the beginning of the search described yesterday in Yakima and Ellensburg. Ted at the store will order a case (12) and give us a 10% discount, on their individual price of $4.99. The only other place I have found in town sells them for $8.00 each. Others we saw with one dimension an inch (25 rather than 24) different, cost $14. That would get pretty pricey for a year’s need.
I also looked at the Costco flyer starting this Monday, and found they have a computer marked down $150 – the exact laptop I used and evaluated Tuesday when we were there, and decided I might like to consider getting it, after examining information on the web from other sources. The advantage of buying from Costco is monetary and service related. The two-year warranty is doubled, if we use our CITI bank Costco card to pay for it. Anything we buy in Costco with the card, also provides a 2% cash rebate. We will not have to pay shipping. It’s an all-around win situation. I very much need a new computer – before the one I have dies. It is a bit flaky, and I have already replaced its battery and the keyboard.
Thursday, Nov 24 Happy Thanksgiving
For Nov 23 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.13. Events: 1 H, 19 RERA. Time on 7 hrs 41 min with (max = 12 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 spurious minimum to 81 at start, avg. < 88% was 87, with only one hit at 87, overall avg., 92.4%. Pulse 60.7, low 53.
Our friends, Barbara & Paul at Paradisos del Sol Winery in Zillah, sent this live turkey wish from Blue Marvin with his harem at their “farm.” Next year they will have turkeys for sale; now they are just loving these.
At my request, John started the day by examining the web for information about the Dell Inspiron I was considering. He found it for a higher price, but he found excellent ratings. So I plan to get one when I’m in Yakima to have my Stability Test on my dental implants, this coming Monday. John cannot go along because he has to stay to work with the chipping / sawing crew for the Fire-Wise work.
Today is a stay-at-home Thanksgiving because we cannot be exposed to a crowd of people with little germ carriers running all about.
John is moving our wood shed off the patio to the place where the Nanking Cherries and sod was removed from between the heat pump and the patio. You saw the start of that in last week’s blog. See current photos below on Friday, this week. In this case, the rocks went back while the dirt went elsewhere.
I’m searching for the blood pressure cuff and cleaning up paperwork of months’ piled up in our den. Also, I’m doing a little fix-up work on the Christmas music that begins Dec 1, after receiving feedback from of our new members on chords in 11 of our 21 proposed songs.
Eureka! I found it – in the last box I looked (as predicted). We started using it to record the BPs and they have remained in the upper 130s and 140s.
Friday, Nov 25
For Nov 24 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.13. Events: 10 RERA. Time on 7 hrs 44 min with (max = 11 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 one spurious blip to 66 (assume moving finger), with avg., 91.7%. Pulse 58.9, low 50.
We are contributing desserts to our neighbors’ Thanksgiving dinner today, but I’m only delivering, and then coming home. I will have to take a peek at the newest great grandchild, Kainoa (3 months old), and not touch or hug anyone. He is cute with an infectious smile, but I did not take my camera along, so the next day I asked his mom, Jessie, for photos. She obliged, so here are pictures of the happy baby (and mom).
Kainoa Aholelei with mom Jessie (Swedberg), and other smiles captured. The one on the far right was on Thanksgiving Day 2016, and that is my memory of his smile. Kai’s dad is Rick, who is Hawaiian.
John is splitting more wood for the wood shed today.
This set of photos represents the stages of development and filling of the wood shed. (Look back to previous weeks to see where it was previously, with the base for the platform now dug out, and the big rock and Nanking Cherry trees removed). It is filled with about a 1/2 cord of wood, and 3 buckets of kindling. More is stored farther away from the house, if needed. Mostly we use the heat-pump, but wood is the emergency fuel. When real cold the wood stove is a great addition – except for the mess.
We received two plates of leftovers delivered by son Ken on his way home. They included turkey, ham, dressing, and mashed potatoes with a little brown gravy. The family ate all the Zucchini/nut/pineapple bread, but they returned two pieces of apple pie. There were other desserts there, namely a pumpkin pie (usually more appropriate for Thanksgiving). Ken, also brought us a container of his outside-the-bird dressing without sausage, but with celery. John made a gravy with Almond Breeze, mushrooms, sour cream, cheddar cheese, flour, and spices. He said it would be the best gravy I ever tasted – and it was very good. We had it two nights with supper starting Saturday night.
For supper tonight, we had half of each of the plates and the apple pie. We saved some for tomorrow’s supper.
I finished the corrections on the December music, but I have to make copies and instructions to share.
Saturday, Nov 26
For Nov 25 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.89. Events: 7 H, 12 RERA. Time on 7 hrs 51 min with (max = 18 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 spurious minimum to 79, with avg., 92.2%. Pulse 55.4, low 50.
Morning started with John’s BP readings. It’s lowering some, whoopie. Should be down in time for surgery.
I was wrong last night. I am not done with the music for December. I started going through the instructions for the group to send them pdf files, or correct on the old Xeroxed copies for 3, but found a problem with something I missed on Frosty the Snowman. Now that is corrected, and I’m able to continue.
Early I had a request from the gal whose thesis I have been reviewing to print a few pages from a pdf file and make measurements of the left and right margins and the same for the positioning of the Arabic and Roman numerals in the document. It took me an hour to do the work, take photo close ups, and get back to her. Her printer is not working and she has to send this revied document to her committee chair Monday.
Then I managed to load the dishwasher and cleaned the frying pans for John to come in and make a ham, cheese, mushroom omelet for brunch, from the leftovers of dinner yesterday. We already ate supper off them and have more tonight to finish, of turkey, potatoes, and dressing.
Brunch was made from the ham.
I took a before picture and with salsa and sour cream added on the right, so one can see the beautiful ham/cheese/mushroom omelet creation (well, 1/4 of it). That’s Rosemary & Olive Oil bread toasted and orange slices.
Here’s a plate of tonight’s leftovers beneath John’s awesome gravy appropriately beside a photo of our Thanksgiving Cactus blooming right on schedule.
After I finish the music, I shall work on the blog. I’m still struggling with the music, now all copies are made and I’m numbering them to send to the person who helped find all the changes, just to be sure it is ready to go.
After moving gravel and chips to the walkway, John did more outside work until dark; we fed all 4 cats, and he took off for the pharmacy and for Bi-Mart. Both close at 6:00 p.m. He’s getting his new/higher dosage of 10mg Lisinopril, some cough drops, and some Almond Roca for me. It seems to be their “loss-leader” this week.
While at Super 1, he got canned cat food on sale and brought home quite a few cans, also a Pecan Pie, a head of cauliflower, onions, and baking potatoes.
On another subject, for 21 years Bobbie Pearce taught Intermediate & Advanced Violin classes at the summer workshop for the WA Old Time Fiddlers. I was in all of her classes from the very first one in Kittitas, WA until the last in Moses Lake, WA. She may come back again in the future. This next story is about her daughter, whom both John and I know (and have written about previously in our blog).
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Idaho Press highlights Katrina
Her daughter, Katrina Nicolayeff, has been re-invited to play 20 fiddle tunes at the Washington DC Lighting of the Capitol Christmas Tree. Note, that is not a mirror image; she plays her violin left-handed, but with the strings in the same position as all fiddlers, G, D, A, E.

Katrina Nicolayeff, along with her two students Macy Keller and Makaela Shippy, will ply next month during two separate ceremonies: The Forest Chief’s Reception and the Congressional Reception at the U.S. Botanic Garden.
“I was asked to get some of my students who have placed the highest,” Nicolayeff told the Idaho Press-Tribune. “Macy and Makaela have both placed in the top ten at nationals, so I just chose a couple of students who have done well.”
The current national grand champion fiddler, Nicolayeff is no stranger to big events and playing in front of a crowd. The Nampa native is a six-time national fiddler champion and three-time world champion, a title that earned her the honor of playing three times at the Grand Ole Opry. She also performed at the inauguration of President George H.W. Bush in 1989.
Sunday, Nov 27
For Nov 26 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.50. Events: 4 H, 2 PP, 12 RERA. Time on 7 hrs 59 min 41 sec with (max = 22 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 spurious minimum to 81, avg. low % was 89.3 with overall avg., 91.9%. Pulse 56.3, low 50.
Excitement with taking John’s a.m. BP and seeing a large antlered buck in the front yard. The only potentially sad news is John heard a rifle shot this afternoon from our neighbor’s and we think hunting season is open. We don’t object to hunting, but we have already lost two beautiful bucks, who need to be around to contribute to the gene pool. Maybe they already have.
After that, with two outside cats fed, we had our morning toast, and then started working on computer chores. John has now left the house in the nice sunny day, temperature 45°. He’ll be back for brunch later to finish the omelet. He’s not back yet, but the sunny day turned cloudy and gray around noon. Turns out John never made it back so we’ll have the omelet tomorrow morning. Instead, he worked building another hay shed, in the pathway to a gate from the corral.
I squeezed in checking two thesis chapters that arrived last night while I slept. They are coming through better than last night with properly situated page numbers. And now, at noon, I just went through three revised ones.
I took data off my machines earlier today than usual, so tonight won’t be so hectic trying to get to bed. I do have to put the supply of meds in my weekly container.
Using all previously used material, except for a dozen nails, and poles from our Popular Trees, John is building a shed.
Far left above are the twin fawns and mom, who have been watching John’s construction. On the right is later, when the hay shed is taking shape and the gate is still open for John’s access. The purpose of this is to have covered hay close to the house and easy to get to. The horses can feed on the other side of the fence. John will put a ton of hay here and we’ll be able to feed with ease. John isn’t to do anything very strenuous as of Dec.1.
Here is another early morning photo of the older hay shed out back where Lemon hangs out. That’s his morning and evening pose, awaiting food to be carried out and put on the baled straw (not seen here, beneath him). There is a ½ cord of firewood in this shed, also. It’s where I took his evening meal tonight, while John was still finishing up the chores before dark. While walking to feed him, I found the finished graveled and chipped walkway from the patio, so I combined these photos. The gravel is recycled concrete, with much to come next year as we want a no-burn area around the whole house.
John is adding mushrooms and grilled chicken strips to the heated dressing and gravy for our supper tonight. That will finish our leftovers from the neighbors.
After dinner I plan to read another two final chapters of the thesis. Only one to go and references, and maybe a run through the Table of Contents and List of Figures.
Cascades are getting snow. High passes are closed. Ski slopes are opening. The one below is 50 miles from us, but getting there takes about 3 hours drive time.
Hope your week was fine.
Nancy and John
Still on the Naneum Fan
John with the re-purposed carrier. This rock went from back to front and will be part of a landscaping wall.
Left shows the rock with John’s work glove alongside for scale. The right photo is of a bed between the patio and our TRANE heat pump. The space used to house 3-4 Nanking cherry trees which were pretty and provided small red fruits for birds. Rascal-cat would occasionally get to the roof of the house via these trees.
This is a handful of Iris John showed me and then separated and replanted. After a few years the rhizomes, just below or on the soil surface, fill in so much they become like a very thick heavy carpet. Large sections can be lifted or peeled up. Behind him on the hill are the gladioli corms that he will protect in the garage over winter, and you can see below (right) the dahlia tubers.
Left are the glads with many pea-sized youngsters, and right is a dahlia. A couple of years ago John did not dig up the dahlias – two types and both pretty. This year only one of the 2 types was nice. John is trying to save that one, and will also find a few new ones. We hope this year will be more successful. Many of our friends and others at celebrations where we shared, enjoyed both this year, presented in beautiful bouquets. It replaced the normal garden veggies we were light on in 2016. But, we made up for some things when the cherries came and later we picked Honeycrisp and Gala apples across the valley at our friends’ orchard.
Out around the Iris garden to see new fencing for the horses. Then on the right is the new entrance to the pole barn, where John has made room for both trucks under cover in front of the hay. Below, the left photo (#1) shows poles and gate in the fence he set up temporarily last year – and never completed.
Number 2, middle, is a large dead tree leaning toward the camera. On the upper left of the tree is a broken part where a limb came off – now cut into firewood rounds but not yet split. These old Cottonwoods and Poplars drop lots of dead wood and then other things grow up through (rose bushes and Hawthorns, for example) such that the tangle is impenetrable.
This hardly used set of Merrill shoes were gifted from a friend (Ann Draper) in our old “Buy Nothing Ellensburg” (BNE) Facebook group. She was the one who donated the lovely Native American poster (1989) I gave to my Yakama band friend, Allen Aronica, and you saw written up here back in July with our picture of my presenting it to him, alongside a photo of him in his native Head Dress. The old BNE group subdivided into 3 groups, and now I am away from most of my old friends, who now belong to the North and South Ellensburg groups. Many have switched to a new group, Free Givers of Kittitas County, and that is where these shoes came from. I will now put my efforts into that group. 
So, the “Jararaca” injects venom into a mammal and the blood pressure drops and the animal dies, but not before a number of other nasty things happen, including but not limited to “immediate burning pain, dizziness, nausea, vomiting, sweating, headache, massive swelling of the bitten extremity, …” – it is a long list.
The two people on the left are pulling brush from one of the piles near our driveway entrance and the middle fellow is putting the pieces into the shredder. The fellow on the right has a chainsaw (a Stihl, similar to John’s) and he is taking out chokecherries.
The trio walked in the front gate and the twin doe (right) came up to see the cat (Lemon), who now is leaving the scene. Mama doe is in the middle, and the buck fawn is to the left. You can see John’s ladder and the Mountain Ash tree. After the fruit freezes the birds will eat it, but they won’t take it now.
Left, note the coloration of his nubs for antlers to come, and the doe fawn on the right demos the cleanup with a few berries showing beside her left foot, between her legs in front, and behind her right foot. Before the three left, they cleaned up all the berries, leaving only the leaves for John to sweep up.
John is visible in the top right of the left photo, with his light blue hat. The right photo has 3 of his small rounded found rocks at the top left. Most of the rocks are darkish and many are not very roundish. Such are typical of the Yakima River because of the closeness of the mountain source regions and types of rocks found there.
I took both of these photos on my way slowly up the hill to join the crowd for Nick’s presentation. The trees are fruit orchards, still with leaves but most of the color is gone.
To appreciate this, watch my very short movie of Emerald Road Cobbles, laid down by the old Columbia River.
Finally, from across the street overlooking the Yakima River is this collage:
Left Nick explains how the river rocks across the street were not deposited by the Yakima River behind him, but by the Columbia River during another route it took long ago. The middle photograph is to his left and focuses on Toppenish Ridge, with the Yakima River in the foreground, and below our position. The right photo is looking (northeast) at the many feet of cobbles, all very roundish and most orange-ish, unlike the rocks from the Yakima River (1st photo, above). The Columbia River begins near the Village of Canal Flats (Canada), but other big rivers also flow in the region, namely the Kootenay, Clark Fork and others near Missoula, MT. So the small rock he is holding has an unknown source, but it did not come from the drainage of the Yakima.
Story of Quartzite inside Cobble on Snipes Ridge near Sunnyside, WA pictured above, and videoed below.
These (just on the board) are what John collected. Top 4 (whiteish) are from the current Columbia just downstream of Priest Rapids Dam. The large flattish orange one (and the others close by) are from the cobbled hillside (southwest side of Snipes Mtn., between Granger and Sunnyside. The new rocks will find a place among our other rock-garden treasures. Do you have anything that is 500 million years old?
CPAP Mask Head Gear (Nasal Pillow)
Here is Nancy, in yard clothes, frowning, standing in front of the searched and repackaged 15 garbage bags.
I have on my Washington Old Time Fiddlers hat which goes with my normal activities about town, playing Old Time Music with a group, visiting assisted living and retirement homes providing sing-along entertainment, with a mostly string band.
This year (above), we began with a color guard with two of our local veterans in military dress, the pledge of allegiance, then the patriotic songs, and we closed with the National Anthem, acapella, always a moving experience. After that, all the veterans present were brought to the front according to their branch of military service. Two of our players were honored.
Daisy wants those birds – here in that trial, with ears flying and all four feet off the ground.
On the same day, another Brittany occurrence happened to take us back to the past, with our ownership of FC Simons Ruff-Shod O’Dee. He was the dog we bred to our DC/AFC/CC Sirius Sashay, the best cross we ever did, that resulted in several dual champions, and many single champions.
David with Ruff, getting his Derby points, (a dog cannot be over 2 years to run derby stakes). Right, Dan Richmond and me with Ruffy, 1984, when he won the Open All Age at the Washington Brittany club field trial. (Right photo taken by Jeff Sandman, given to the owner in the plaque with the placement engraved at the bottom of the frame.) The trophy was revolving and had to be returned to the club for the next year’s use, and we had to engrave his name on the trophy.
Yes, a couple of the does have learned to step up on things near the base of the tree to gain height to reach the berries. The lower branches they can reach by standing on their back legs. Last year, they used a blue plastic bin.
With tummies full (?), the deer lay down to rest, just outside the fence.
… which was set to begin at 6:00 p.m. with nice appetizers, fruit drinks, beer, and wine. Fortunately, we had our parking sticker validated, and saved the $15.00 fee. We visited with a few folks, grabbed our name tags, walked around REI some, and then went back for a seat on the front row to watch the slide show and see the program (which was full of reports and awards) – John didn’t win any this year, except a pass through November 2017 to a National Park. We already have one for all National Parks, that I bought for $10 at Mt. Rainier, years ago. We were offered free WTA “trail crew” T-Shirts. I got a couple for my exercise classes (red & gray). They are men’s size. I hope the red XL fits me; also, I got a L (gray). The prettiest colors (chartreuse and blue were women’s sizes but way too small for me). John doesn’t wear short-sleeved shirts except under long-sleeved shirts. These are made of plastic and so don’t get and stay wet. Hikers like them. See this:
John had ironed the patches on the shirts earlier in the week. We are protecting them to wear only on special occasions, so they don’t have to go through the washing machine and chance losing the patch, or messing it up. 

For the trip, the weather is supposed to be sunny and a bit cool, unlike today’s rain. 
Haley with her pot of goodies. Looks like a sweet witch, not an evil queen.
I guess I should have held the sign on my other side, and higher!
Left, my first win of the day, camouflage gloves in a Knudson Lumber coffee mug. Right, the last win of the day at 2:00 p.m., a matching coffee mug with candy. I’m sitting in front of Frank, who back in 2010 had a stroke, and we were together in physical therapy at the local Rehabilitation Center (acute care home).
Both out of focus because people don’t push the button half way down to focus before taking, and I did not have the flash turned on, which really helps in low light. Left photo: Ada, Nancy, and Gloria (Gloria will be 91 on Veterans’ Day). Right: Michael Buchanan, Ada’s son, who was my student in two classes in 1993. He invited me to the party, and is always complimentary about my being the best teacher he had. He went on to be a successful urban planner and now is a software developer / engineer. Gloria and I knew Ada from our SAIL exercise class at the AAC. He and Norma came over to Briarwood to visit a year or so ago on a 3rd Saturday of the month, when our music group goes there to entertain. Imagine my surprise, when I saw him in the audience. I said something such as, “I know you!” I never knew until then that Ada was his mom. Small world.
Here is the cake & raspberry punchbowl. On the right is Norma. I guess I should have used a flash, because I took these photos and cannot blame anyone else for their being out of focus.
On the bar stool seat, left, it lacks scale. On a standard sized paper napkin, right, its size is better shown.
When the leaves are all gone and the sky is clear the top of Mt Rainier can be seen in the low-center of that view. Mornings work best because the Sun is to the East and shining on the snow covered top.
This morning, I commented on line to the article. Here is the content of my message:
Left-Peggy Hultquist, in yellow blouse and jeans by the light pole, and on the right photo, she is standing behind the guy in a suit on the left – close to the action. She couldn’t get a good picture, but this shows Ryan Merritt well.
John made it at dusk, in time to feed the horses with available light.
Steve, the cross-cut sawyer, before left, & after the fall returns the stump up to standing with the root ball below.
Two trees and 2 teams of 3 each. At the start, the crews had to clear brush to get access to the trees and to make the work site safe. They remove limbs so afterward the cut pieces can be rolled, and there won’t be anything to snag an arm or leg. Two other teams are not seen here.
John is on the tree, Rick beside him and their leader is Claire, 2nd from right. The other three are the crew in the background of the first photo. When the sawing is done, the handle(s) are removed and a protective guard is put over the sharp parts.
On the left with the red shirt is the +1, next to Claire. That is Bud Silliman, our saw sharpener and handles guy. The weather was nice so he came out to see if the teams were handling the saws with proper respect. If he doesn’t do his sharpening well, the sawyers struggle, and the saws don’t sing.
This was early on with John picking and then I joined in awhile.
Here you see Honeycrisp very close to the ground and with white powder on them to protect against sunburn, which makes a dark orange skin injury. I should have taken a photo of that phenomenon.
These were taken on my walk back to the house with Michael, age 5. The western clouds were rather foreboding, but John and the others picking from part of the orchard I had been, moved to where the Galas were, and picked a few boxes of them (probably John will use for making nice red applesauce). They did not get rained on. We had been scheduled to pick yesterday, but the rains came instead and kept us away.
We began on a walk through the woods behind our house (northwest side of our property). The prior owner had a big “pond” bulldozed behind the house and next to the creek. When the water is high in the creek, the pond has water; otherwise it is dry and we call it Jay’s folly. It grows a lot of brush and trees (fuel) close to the house. We talked about that.
These are behind our house. She discussed the spacing desired between the trees. John has been working on that, because we have attended a fire-wise workshop, have the literature, and know the recommendations.
Rose talking with me and John about the rules of the clearing for fire-wise protection around our house and creek, and the possible need to ask for an amendment to the floodplain map. This is called submitting a Letter of Map Amendment (LOMA).
The left shows a dead tree next to the creek but not close enough to hit the house if it falls, and the right photo shows Tamaracks too close to our house that need to be removed. We planted them for shade and because we like them. Behind them but a little farther away from the house are Carpathian walnut trees (see below). We planted many trees (spruce, pines [Austrian and Pondersosa]) lining our driveway that we obtained from the tree and plant sale at the KCCD, where John once volunteered. John, via KCCD, also obtained the Carpathian walnut trees that are not native to here, and so not part of the plant sale. The nursery, in Plains, Montana, does not usually sell to retail customers.
Our Carpathian Walnut trees. On their tour Rose and Lance were happy to see all the results of the Roy Bach Plant sale through the years; now suspended, maybe temporarily.
These brush piles are on the NE part of our property. The left photo one shows our neighbors’ barns in the background, so this is near the end of our driveway. The right photo shows our driveway in the foreground and 3 brush piles behind; in addition, the entrance to our pasture and the back of our house, shows a new access drive we put in for firefighting reasons to give ingress and exit for a Mini-Pumper or Quick Attack Units.
I tried them but they were too big, even with bulky socks. That’s why we gave them away.
Lori Rome and the video she sent (ending). Lori is famous for this:
Still view of the winds off the coast and inland to the western U.S.
Yellow Carpathian walnut, Red Mountain Ash, and bottom right – a few different gladioli in colorful bloom.
Left is the Black Walnut tree with an old unsplit Cottonwood round that allows a table for the Douglas squirrel to feast on the walnuts. I picked up one off the ground and added to his plate. In the middle is Lemon, one of our feral cats, looking toward his own flower “bed.” John planted a 4X4 ft. pallet sided box with daisy seeds, and there is a wire fence with an opening. Lemon climbs in the opening and uses the surface to roll and rest on. One plant survived, started with one bloom, and now has several.
Color is better in the top photo but my name gets lost. John wore a shirt with colors to match her plates. How did he know? Coincidence. I think not. I still had on my music notes shirt from playing this afternoon.
Some of the smaller brush piles near the northeast of our property. John started this brushing years ago and the first piles were built with inside open spaces for wildlife hideouts. Quail find them useful. Early clearing was to open up some space, make a trail from one part to another, and clean up rotting trunks and limbs of fallen trees. These were on the southwest (swamp) end of our acreage, and has continued all around now. It provides good quail habitat, but now there is too much and some of the piles need to go. Chipping and removal or spreading is the only safe way. Burning is not good and the county only allows small piles to be burned.
This older picture shows an interesting early morning photo with two large brush piles behind the doe and her baby fawns. Those piles are are of material cut close to the house and moved to a safer spot.
This is cluttered now, but it will make a nice addition for sorting as well as using temporarily for unloading at the front door.
A massive rain shower in May removed the small soil grains and left only rocks in the trail. Hikers moved to the edge and destroyed the vegetation there. This trip was a quick fix. Next year the trail will be widened some (on the right here) but the work is slow. The thin soil is hard and rocky and on top of a lava flow that is millions of years old. Very little rain is the norm here so only if they are very unlucky will this happen again.
Bill is on the far right without his hat. Chris Baldini (orange hat & red shirt) drove over from Spokane.
Above is the after shot of John’s ingenuity in loading the piece of furniture which was unable to be disassembled (shelves were fastened to the metal). It was too wide in both directions to push into the back of the pickup with the canopy attached. Thankfully, we have an unusual canopy that has side windows that can be raised, as seen in the right photo above. That allowed John to push and tug it on an angle and then reach in through the window to prop the shelving on the top of the pallet he brought along.
They displayed this map in two places on the wall that evening, and it was in the presentation as well. “The Book” is a spiral notebook in an ammo can meant for hikers to jot thoughts, whatever those might be. Prater and Westberg (hikers) and others would “train” on these trails and carry a rock or 2 or 3 from Cove Road (to the north) up the hill and deposit the treasure in a pile at the top. Many years ago John carried a chunk of Idaho Quartzite and added to the jumble. Like this:
Ten thousand years from now someone will find this hodgepodge and wonder.
What a feast. We were ready for exercise bingo. Prizes given at the end were three movies on DVD.
Rich Elliott, AmeriCorps gals: Megan & Lauren, and Tina on the left; Rich and Katrina Douglas (AAC Director) visiting with AAC members.
Collage of Nancy with Katrina and she with Gloria Swanson. Gloria and I went as a team, Wednesday to SAIL, and Friday to this presentation, lunch, and bingo exercise.
Above is the card used for bingo. As each exercise is called, each person had to do it, and cover the space. We did a couple of regular bingos (lines in different directions), a T in any direction, and a frame, as above (I won that one). Winners got a couple of raffle tickets.
Top left Lauren is handing a winning ticket to Pat Carney in the blue tee shirt. Bottom right, Gary demos Bicep Curls, and I’m doing some sort of swimming stroke on the far right. Erica took my camera to take a few pictures.
Katrina, Chloe (with her very small violin), Bobbie with the Junior Jammers. Note, Katrina is a lefty fiddler.
Upper left shows the removal of twice sprayed raspberries (hard to kill); lower left is actually the final shot today with dirt removed into the back of the pickup, and rocks deposited into the path’s base. The right is this morning and shows the gravel sloping access to the patio. The white gravel is repurposed crushed concrete – a bit dusty until rained on a few times. The gravel will eventually cover the rocks, and extend at least 12 feet from the house. We had a small lunch and continued working after taking a few more pictures outside. The original Raspberry plants were put under the drip line but a few are still there to the right of the rocks.
And now, I have to get this on a jump drive to take to his computer.
(Dr. Roux points out: You don’t have any joint space here anymore, and he continues with this question and comments.
The left image is a normal shoulder I took from the web (from an Australian doctor’s explanation of shoulder arthritis). The right image is my left shoulder from the 9-19-16 X-ray. The big white spot in the lower left of mine is a metal ball hung around my neck for scale and density measurements. My image shows the obliterated joint space and the flattened head of the humerus bone on the bone of my socket. Note also the bone spurs protruding from the bottom sides of the two bones.
The left image is of a pig’s bone spurs (follow the arrows). The right diagram is of a human shoulder with annotations of the symptoms of osteoarthritis disease. (Osteo=bone)
We did get some photos from today’s work party..
Entire volunteer group came from MG2, an architectural firm, with this bunch all in a sector that designs Costco stores.
He called from Leavenworth at 4:35 and got home about 70 minutes later. We had leftovers for dinner.