Monday, Dec 12
For Dec 11 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 1.67. Events: 1 CSR, 14 H, 4 PP, 14 RERA. Time on 8 hrs 24 min with major leakage. Oximetry: SpO2 low 85, 9 events <88% with avg., 90.8%. Pulse avg. 56.1, low 50.
I sent an announcement to our music group for this Thursday and Saturday. Put my meds for the week into the pill case and added my name on my computer carrier case.
I delivered the computer to Monica’s office in Geography for getting Microsoft Office Suite software put on and went by the bread room for some sweets that I planned to take to the Retired Geographers’ meeting Tuesday morning.
I was on my way to the hospital to have my Pulmonary Function Test, at at 2:00 p.m. I have to have it done every year because of Amiodarone, a med I take to help control atrial fibrillation (a-fib). It can have a reaction with people’s lungs and scarring them. I have been fortunate since 2010 in not having the potential interaction but most importantly, also not having any atrial fibs. I have it assessed each year and trust that it will continue to work for me. I do not want to have to switch to the alternative medication that is a lot more trouble to get the dosage right, and requires a 3-night stay in the hospital. I prefer to stay away from such encounters. I have an appointment coming up with Dr. Kim, my cardiologist, where he will review the findings and make decisions. I will be concerned until I hear his comments January 3, 2017.
The rest of the evening we worked on photos of our FireWise & Fuel Reduction work around our place the last 2 weeks of November, so we could add to the discussion at the geography meeting in the morning. We made two pages of before, after shots, and in progress work at our place, and printed four copies for people to share around the table.
Here are a few collages of the scenes described, before and after:
Left (taken from the very right side of the other) goes back to October behind the shed; over the “Jay’s folly” depression – camera at a utility pole. Note all the green-yellowish vegetation. Right photo taken Nov 30 is from the opposite direction, showing the reduction of brush and trees (fuel). The center of the depression is 75 feet from the back (wood siding) of our house.
For these two, note the utility pole (at corner of shed). The slightly brownish brush in the center (left photo) is Elderberry with a brush pile in front of it. The “after” photo on the right has had enough material removed that the big trunk of a Ponderosa Pine is now visible. It is on the neighbor’s property. The stumps of the Aspen trees have been left long so leverage can be gotten if we want to remove them. These are likely clones and all part of one large organism. For context, see Pando
Left photo is the entrance to the north side of the folly before, and the right photo is the last day’s clearing on the left (south) side, directly behind our house. All the limbs and trunks under 8 inches diameter went through the chipper. What a time saver that is. They also piled logs for John to use later for firewood.
Finally, the sun just came out December 17, 2016 when we are finalizing this blog, and I got this collage from our back patio over the scene seen in parts above. [John says: In my spare time I should look for a merge to panorama program].
You can see the two Ponderosas that are in both photos, and the one on the right centers on the “folly” hole, which had filled with brush. Some of that (very entangled) is still there, waiting for John to pull it out and get into a brush pile they can come back in the spring to put through the chipper. The FireWise crew had promised an upper-County landowner to do a small job before they quit for winter. Plan is for John to use the truck and a chain to get the stuff out to a better place.
Tuesday, Dec 13
For Dec 12 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.25. Events: 2 H, 11 RERA. Time on 8 hrs 3 min with (max = 20 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 low 88, 0 events <88% with avg., 92.5%. Pulse avg. 56.9, low 51.
2nd Tuesday each month is gathering day of the old folks from the Geography Department and often some visitors, less old.
Left to right: Dee Eberhart, Jo & Ken Hammond, George Macinko, Diane & Jim Huckabay, John behind, Urban Eberhart, John Bowen, Sterling Quinn, James & Lillian Brooks, Rose Shriner.
We were gathered for our monthly meeting of the Emeritus Geographers and friends. Rose Shriner was our speaker I invited to our meeting. She is a graduate (2009) of our department and now is the GIS Analyst & head of the FireWise & Fuel Reduction Program at the Kittitas County Conservation District. We had worked with her to get our FireWise work started the end of November. John Bowen is the chair of Geography and brought Sterling Quinn, our most recent Geography professor who just arrived this year, and is who teaching GIS courses and Maps & Cartography, and also will teach Latin America next year with more GIS courses. All his courses (except Latin America), I taught while there over the many years.
I was in charge of refreshments for the meeting. As players for the Food Bank’s Soup Kitchen, we are encouraged to come get things from the bread room. That is from where I got the huge several-layered Christmas chocolate cake with mint and white frosting. It was a mess cutting up, but I took our colorful glass platter for presentation. Then I went around as the server.
Funny story. I collected the bow tie and ribbons on top of the cake, and, thinking they were plastic (because they were unable to be cut), so I carried them home to clean up to give to my friend who bakes desserts for friends and relatives. When I soaked them, they dissolved. Molded sugar does that, plastic not so much. What the folks did not eat we gave to the neighbors. John isn’t fond of mint and neither of us like so much thick frosting – unless it is good chocolate!
Jazzercise was today at 2:00 p.m. at the senior center. It was quite a workout today, and we all felt it the next day. I felt before then by having to play fiddle tonight, when I went back to Hearthstone for Christmas music. That was with “The Connections.” Because of all the different keys changes that thankfully I can do (by ear) because I know the songs, I was the only other instrument besides the piano. There we saw a bunch of our followers who love the music. As a kid in elementary school, I learned the descant on several songs, and so with the four singers, I played it on 4 songs: “Oh, Come All You Faithful,” “Angels We Have Heard on High,” “It Came upon a Midnight Clear,” and “Silent Night.”
Wednesday, Dec 14
For Dec 13 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.65. Events: 1 OA, 1 PP, 4 H, 21 RERA. Time on 7 hrs 42 min with (max = 17 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 I think a spurious low 82 when I moved, I think the true low was 85; 9 events <88% with avg., 90.6%. Pulse avg. 57.0, low 53.
John drove himself to his own 10:15 check-in with Dr. Paul Schmitt, in Cle Elum, taking both blood pressure instruments with our created book of BP numbers, and his ECG/EKG from before his surgery. Dr. Paul suggests, at this time, not changing the dosage from the 30mg Lisinopril. He reviewed the ECG and said it was fine. They made an appointment to recheck 5/1 so they can dance around the Maypole, just before Paul officially retires.
I stayed home to get ready to leave for music at the Food Bank. Gloria drove herself because she needed to go to a hair appointment at 1:00 p.m. for an hour, and I needed to go to SAIL class, from 1:30 to 2:30.
For the photo that follows, before SAIL class, I set up this scenario. I fooled these gals who thought I was just going to take their picture with the donated Christmas gifts (I got FREE from a person in town, picked up, and donated to the senior center). Instead, I took the video, and later sent them some stills, so they could send back home. These are AmeriCorps staff at our senior center, Ellensburg Adult Activity Center; one is from NJ and the other from PA. Each teaches an exercise class in SAIL. Megan teaches the morning class, and Lauren teaches the afternoon class I attend. SAIL is offered M-W-F.
Megan Willwerth is on the left and Lauren Healey is on the right.
Rocking & Jagging Christmas with Megan & Lauren at AAC
I participated in SAIL and on the way home, I stopped by Hospice Friends to thank Janel for the lovely porcelain ornament and picked up a case of Ensure. I intended to get my Telmisartan from the Safeway pharmacy, but I was traveling without my pocketbook and did not have my credit card with me. Oops.
Thursday, Dec 15
For Dec 14 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.32. Events: 2 H, 3 PP, 8 RERA. Time on 6 hrs 15 min with (max = 13 L/min). Oximetry: SpO2 low 84, 6 events <88% with avg., 90.9%. Pulse avg. 56.7, low 51.
I worked more on Jingle-Bell Rock and could not get it onto 1 page, but changed the key to G, and put on 2 pages. I have a couple of notes that need changed but that only affected the flute and violins, so we corrected it and they played nicely. The chords were fine for the rest of the string band. I will set up my master correctly before I store for future use, or before sending a pdf to anyone.
We had a huge group (lucky 13) playing at Pacifica Senior Living/ Brookdale/ Dry Creek today. We used all 12 Coca-Cola chairs and others too. Our group included Fiddlers (Nancy, Evie, Laina, & Laura); guitars (Gerald, Charlie, Manord, Maury, Roberta); mandolin (Tim); tambourine (Anne); flute (Amy) playing first fiddle melody and daughter, Haley (3.5 yrs old), dancing; and singer, Rita. In addition, we had many bells and noise-making shakers in the audience keeping time. Haley carries a stick with bells and keeps time perfectly to the music. I need to capture her in a video. We only have one more chance this year. I don’t know if I can pull it off or not.
I went by Safeway to pick up Telemisartan (135 tablets), for $98. That covers 3 months of pills for me for the most expensive medication I take for my heart. Next expensive pill I have to arrange for is Phenobarbital, for our dog, Annie. We give her a half a pill a day.
I was rather worn out and my shoulder was aching from all the music and exercise this week: Tuesday (both), Wed (both), and today (no exercise except for carrying heavy weight into the place from the end of a snow-covered parking lot). At least I have a day’s rest until we play music again Saturday afternoon.
Friday, Dec 16
For Dec 15 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.13. Events: 1 H, 12 RERA. Time on 7 hrs 25 min with (max = 14 L/min). Oximetry: (only recorded 4 hrs, battery died). SpO2 low 88, 0 events <88% with avg., 91.8%. Pulse avg. 59.1, low 53.
We both were on the phone talking with Peggy in Ohio for 48 minutes !! We solved all the big problems of the world. Now we have to solve all the little ones.
John did all outside chores, and I helped with a few inside, feeding kitties, cleaning dishes, but the biggest thing I did was not intentional. I tried using the microwave egg cooker I got as a white elephant gift (and you have seen previously in the blog, 12/2), but I failed spectacularly – and blew up three eggs and 2 cups of water. An incredible mess in a small space. I started the cleaning, and John finished, reaching to the back and ceiling of the microwave. We will have to research more on-line about such devices. This one came with no instructions.
The rest of the day was spent taking care of paying bills, music things, taking a photo of John and the deer walking up to feed them their deer block and some apples. It was late in the day when they appeared at the front gate. Maybe earlier, they were down the street eating from a neighbor’s front yard.
10 second video of John and the deer
In the short video, you see the 3 resident deer, mom and two fawns (doe & buck) who come in every morning and evening for a handout. Now that we are out of Mt. Ash berries and will be running out of apples, John is starting them on a deer block, of which we bought two.
He is bringing it in every night to preserve from an onslaught of 15+ deer in the neighborhood.
The morning feed was late until they showed up at the front gate. John went and carried the deer block in the Gorilla Cart™ and the cut apples in a plastic bucket. First, the twins followed him and then mamma joined.
Saturday, Dec 17
For Dec 16 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 0.78. Events: 1 CSR, 6 H, 17 RERA. Time on 7 hrs 43 min with small leakage. Oximetry: SpO2 low 87, 3 events <88% with avg., 91.4%. Pulse avg. 55.4, low 50.
We did our morning chores in the house and yard.
I left about 1:00 to drive to Briarwood for our music appearance and a good crowd of people to sing Christmas songs.
We normally end with several in the group singing and playing the song, A’ Soalin’, accompanied and led by Manord Rucker.
Song meaning
The audience also has the words and joins in with the group. I haven’t videotaped us playing but here is a version by the group who made it famous – and significantly, it was recorded in the year John and I met in Cincinnati, OH.
Peter, Paul and Mary – A Soalin’ (live in France, 1965)
We did today as well, but were followed by Evie Schuetz and Manord doing a duet of another special Christmas song —
Christmas in the Trenches
(when the fighting stopped)
You may wish to hear it on You tube with photographs of the time in WWI – 1915.
Maybe you’d like to follow the story of the song here:
And, for other places on the web, check for the history; just search on Christmas in the Trenches.
The people at Briarwood treat us to mid-afternoon dinner at the end of our performance. Today was no different. We had hot split pea soup, cornbread muffins, several salads, two types of sandwiches, and a large amount of cookies and a tray of Christmas cookies brought by our flute player, Amy, whose daughter is our sweet dancing mascot – photos
Haley on the front row of the audience and the beginnings of our table of food. Haley’s mom, Amy is at the end of the table with the red shirt with white Christmas tree. We also had cheese cake and raspberry sherbet punch.
Sunday, Dec 18
For Dec 17 CPAP. Reported figures. AHI= 1.42. Events: 1 CSR, 10 H, 1 PP, 11 RERA. Time on 7 hrs 2 min with major leakage). Oximetry: SpO2 low 86, 2 events <88% with avg., 92.0%. Pulse avg. 56.0, low 48.
Most of the day spent on blog, feeding, showing the deer block to the youngsters, doing dishes, and email chores.
Hope your week was fine.
Nancy and John
Still on the Naneum Fan
Here I am with Haley on the piano bench, just before we started. I made it into a collage, with the left photo being out of focus, but showing both the little derby hats with holly and deer antlers. Haley gave me the green one to match her red one, two weeks ago, and now checks to be sure I have it for our weekly sessions. In the first, we have both hats on but in the second, you can see she is tipping her hat and waving. I was sitting in the middle of our musical group to be the “conductor” and to coordinate the songs in the audience booklets.
Left photo, John’s early morning push-brooming efforts. Right shows him cleaning a little from the newly scrapped driveway, and the deer keeping track of the activities.
Then about 3:30, when John was back in the house, a little buck with 3 points on one side and 2 on the other, visited. We have been leaving the gate open, but they are able to jump the 4′ fence. It is just an unnecessary danger with snow and buckets there.
Likely a 2 or 3 year-old. He showed up this week and is sometimes traveling with the regulars.
Left photo is the X-ray of the two implants. The one on the right is smaller because of the room in my mouth. Each will eventually be covered with a gold crown. Right photo is the view inside my mouth. Both were taken at the 11-28-16 appointment, and shipped to me via encrypted email. Much amazing technology.
It has an SD card slot on the right side (out of sight here), and 3 USB ports (one 2.0 and two 3.0), plus some others.
In addition, this is the report from SleepyHead with CPAP merged with the Oximetry.
If I compared to Friday this week, we’d get totally different graphical results while the CPAP was off. Very strange indeed.
Sue on left, Randy in middle, getting John ready to go to surgery.
Dr. Harris came in and John asked him how big the piece of mesh was. He held up his hands to show (and you can hear the conversation in the video below).
The collage above shows the vitals screen as John was coming out from under the aesthetic, and his blood pressure was lowered significantly. Screen shows 42 for pulse and that, too, is a few beats low. Occasionally it is 44 but usually up towards 50. On the right, nurse Lin, is talking with him and removing some of the things so we can leave.
John in the waiting room at 6:30 a.m. before admission to Surgical Outpatient services (they abbreviate, SOP, which I find strange). On the right, he still has his intravenous hookup on his left hand, but Lin removed it. We were ready for the trip home.
Then early morning, 8:40 a.m., 4 of the crew arrived for their last day of fire-wise work.
We decided later to go feed the male outside cat, and put out hay for the horses, down farther in the pasture. That done, John went to get the mail and paper, which came after dark last night. As we were coming back, two of the crew came out in the chipper rig (as seen above) through the orchard, to take one fellow back to town so that he could leave for the Puget Sound area before Snoqualmie Pass got messy. Two workers stayed. The fellow returned about 10:40, and I took a video of the trip around the house I had missed earlier.
Haley
Here I am showing my costume at the start and on my way out the door, I posed with my white elephant gift (a microwave egg cooker).
First shot and the on the right, they are all saying HO HO HO !
Paper one on left, gift box in middle (our name spelled wrongly), and porcelain ornament on right.
We started at sunrise with 3 residents waiting to have their morning treat. John obliged and threw them a bucket full of cuttings. Mountain Ash trees are pretty but the limbs break easily and outgrow their strength. In past years birds have gotten most of the fruit but John wanted the tree trimmed back, and did so before his visit to the hospital. They would eat more than they get. Now they are resting under the walnut trees, so we had to circumvent them and go out the back door with Annie to throw hay into the feeders and over the fence for the horses.
Here we are waiting for John to bring the branches of berries. Mom is in the rear (dark spot on left cheek), and the buck twin is in the middle, little doe in front. It has been good to watch them grow from little babies with white spots.
A company that has made large bells since 1570 made one (ordered in 1751) for the Pennsylvania State House. This was 36+ years before the Constitutional Convention and Ratification, 1787–1789, and the United States of America. A news story this week claims the Whitechapel Bell Foundry that made the Liberty Bell is going out of business.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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 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.
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 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.