Monday, the saw arrived about 6:00 PM. It is still in the box.

I needed to clean-up where I intend to unpack and assemble it. That was delayed. Photo is from Saturday. Sunday I can do the unpacking.
Wednesday evening is the game (Pétanque) night. There was a nearly full moon and a sunset over the Columbia River. Many lenticular (lens like) clouds became infused with orange and yellow colors.
From the house to the County Road is 2 miles of gravel. I left at 10:30 and got to White Trail road (also named Rd 5 NW). Shortly after getting on the pavement, my front left tire hit something that poked a hole in the sidewall. I heard the sound but nothing seem out-of-place – for about 3 minutes. Then the tire pressure light came on with 17 pounds, about half the normal. It continued to drop.
The road is narrow blacktop with small and crumbling edges. I continued to drive on less and less tire pressure. It stabilized at 5 pounds. Essentially empty. The major concern was whether or not I would ruin the tire. At 3.5 miles a came to the entrance of a housing development near a golf course. The photo below is from Street View of Google Earth. The spot has a wide hard surface, lights, and well off the road.

I used text message to tell folks I would not be notifying them when I got home. I decline the initial offer for assistance because I expected I’d be back on the road in 15 minutes. That didn’t happen.
The kit in the F150 (2019 year) has a hook as shown below – except new, it is straight. I managed to get enough lift to remove the damaged tire but this piece twisted about 90 degrees, and appeared about to break.

That is when I acknowledged the need for assistance. I needed more lift to get the spare on than I did to get the blown tire off. My Pétanque partner, Phil, is a car guy and came with various tools, including a mechanic’s type floor jack. Another couple – not at the gathering that night but on the message list – also came. I didn’t have to do anything from that point on, so got my tire and gear stowed away, and watched. A short discussion about such things and “thank yous” and I was soon on my way. It was 11:30 and I had 60 miles to get home.
Last December I had Les Schwab install new tires, the topic of the Dec 15th post.
Thursday morning they fixed the tire at no cost. Meanwhile, I went to Amazon and ordered an appropriate floor jack – arriving next Thur or Friday.
On a dark and lonely highway – ended well.
Friday I took some things over to the vineyard and had cheese fondue, wine, and other supper things. I got home about 10:30.
It is summer, so hot and breezy in the area.
Keeping Track
on the Naneum Fan
John

It seems a little late in the year, but I really don’t know. Information on the internet claims birthing begins in late April to early May with peaks during the summer months.
Many years ago I had a very basic table saw. I loaned it to the man that was taking Brittanys for Nancy when she couldn’t go to a show. I no longer remember why he needed a saw, but it was in a shed that burned. I also do not remember if he offered to replace it. If he talked to me, I don’t remember. It was an inexpensive model and I guess that might have been when I bought the now deceased Craftsman radial arm saw. Anyway, it will be new here next week. 
week. Several phone conversations later, I’m convinced it is not coming back to life. Unfortunately, the service desk person at a local shop said bring it in, so I built a ramp and managed to get it slid into the bed of the pickup. At the store, the head repair guy said “Oh, that’s an electrical tool and we don’t work on that sort of thing.”
My April 27th post started with a photo of this tree at the height of blossoming. Lots of flowers need lots of bees but the trees don’t want that much fruit. If I touch a small yellow one it will fall. They will naturally fall and wind helps.
I won’t be cutting trees down this weekend.

The photo on Amazon has tomatoes and an avocado beside the toaster. I’m not sure why. The brand is Mueller. I checked the local BiMart store but didn’t see anything comparable.
The Pétanque place is only 5 miles downriver on a basalt bluff east of the Columbia River. It is a little farther by road. Garret had visitors from Bainbridge Island (in Puget Sound, just east of Seattle). I’m a novice, they are much much better. Still, I filled out one of the teams of three. I was on Jimmy’s team (he being the best player there) and he gave advice that I tried to follow. The boules (balls) are steel and weigh almost 2 pounds. The target is called a jack [cochonnet (piglet)]. I had not participated since last fall and my throws were tending to fade to the right. I need to strengthen my wrist, I think.