Archive for June, 2021

What does Victory Look Like

June 28, 2021

Keeping your house internal temperature in the mid 80s. For today, that would do.

Boarded windows, or cardboarded windows, or covered with whatever was handy windows. But not all of them, so the heat still managed to sneak in.

My computer kept giving me fits, cutting out during meetings. I finally realized it was overheating. Fan to the rescue, and it gets to me too.

We didn’t quite meet our goal, the internal temperature on the first floor hit 90. The basement is much cooler, so the laundry has been done. I am afraid to think what the second floor got to.

And now we have a house guest. Dumped at SeaTac on his way to Kansas City. Something about rain in the midwest. It’s probably cooler at the airport, but not as comfortable. And the hotels around the airport are price gouging. Many locals have decided to get a room with an AC unit.

On a separate, but probably related note: Garlic harvest has begun. I was planning to do this last thing before we headed east for a day or two or three, but some were ready before my schedule.

Is it hot enough for you?

June 27, 2021

97 was the hottest I saw for our neighborhood today. It is 7:30 PM, and I think the temperature outside is starting to drop. The house temperature got up to 86, maybe higher.

I did get out first thing this morning, and weed. It was shady and 73. When I came inside it was still shady but 83.

The reason for weeding is to give the strawberries their best chance. There is one large one on it’s way. It will undoubtedly ripen when we are gone. Along with the tomatoes, and the rest of the raspberries.

I also got ahead of the day and pulled the yard waste bin to the curb. And the recycling. The garbage remains. And just got a text from the city saying no yard waste pickup tomorrow, and they are starting at 6 AM.

On that note, due to the heat, we have closed our office tomorrow too. The HVAC is stretched. For people like me, nothing changes- work from home. The operations staff is on standby, with skeleton crew working. Of course, a few have been working today as well. Excessive heat plays havoc with electrical controls. They work, but have been sending alarms.

Birds serenading the weeder. Or waiting for the weeder to get out of their way.

Can’t wait for tomorrow, when it’s supposed to be even hotter.

Weight Off My Shoulders

June 25, 2021

Technically off my head

February 2020 – Pre-Covid
After, June 2021

The cut was done in an inexpensive Covid concious location. Masks are mandatory, and they just requested you to hold it in place with your hand as they worked around the ears. Just in time for the HOT weekend.

And to complete our Crow-Watch, not the same as Ashlan’s goose watch of a few years ago, today’s choice of stuffed animals in the front window.

A Murder of Crow thank you Pooh

Saga’s End

June 24, 2021

I decided to water early this morning, before the heat set in. I got to the edge of the back deck.

Then I saw the baby crow.

Unfortunately, it was in bits and pieces.

Carl had mentioned our 5 AM wake-up cacophony when we got up (at 6+ AM). We surmise this was when the deed was done. Likely one of the neighborhood cats.

It feels like we failed somehow.

Needless to say, there will be no pictures today.

My Porch!

June 23, 2021

Day whatever in the life of a baby crow.

I took a short break from work to drive Carl and Kevin to the Mariner’s game. I was not attending this day game because, somebody’s got to work. On my return I noted the baby crow sitting in the front yard. As I pulled the car into the driveway the baby made its move.

I got out of the car and the baby’s attendants started their squawking. I took the hint and went to the back door.

I wonder how long this process takes.

Day 3 of Fledge

June 21, 2021

Day one was on the back deck. Day two was within a four house range, but in the front yard. Today is similar to Day two, but a little closer to our house.

At one point I was walking out of the side yard and baby was on the sidewalk. I held to the house side of the front yard and was only verbally hassled.

Baby spent time on top of garbage bins, in a small tree, and a lot of time on and around the street. And on the Prius.

Carport roof to car. Carl saw baby slide a bit down the sloped car roof.
Have you ever seen a baby crow fall asleep?

Pet for a Day

June 20, 2021

Our neighbor had surmised we had a crow’s nest in our spruce tree. We had certainly heard smaller bird calls coming from the tree. And that idea was cemented with the arrival of a baby crow on the back deck.

It was alone, and yet not alone. I took a half step out of the back door for a better picture and received a sternly chirped warning from several adult crows to stay away. I actually witnessed an adult feeding this “baby” even though they are close to the same size.

The baby did manage to hop onto the deck railing and walk up and down its length. I will have to hose off everything because several calling cards were left. I also couldn’t get the watering of any plants completed, or weeded.

So we headed out to the ballpark.

And I, me, Jay, got a ball in batting practice. It was tossed up, not from home plate.

The Mariners won, in extra innings, over the Rays.

The Rays were in first place in the American League East, before the four games against the Mariners. And this afternoon, the Mariners completed a 4-game sweep. Three of the four games went to extra innings.

Fun times at the ballpark. Nice weather, met several new folks who talked baseball, and had a generally good time.

Dry Sandwich

June 13, 2021

It rained hard on Friday. It is raining this Sunday morning early, and is supposed to continue for much of the day. That left Saturday as the day to spend dryer times outside.

First up was mundane indoor activities, bills and balancing. Finally hit the pavement with a goal of reaching the 520 bridge path.

This took us through campus, and graduation. There were smatterings of graduates in caps and gowns with families in tow, but not the huge throngs around the stadium that we have seen other years. I assume they used smaller venues and groups.

As we crossed Red Square one group was popping champagne.

Another group was doing skateboard tricks.

Last year’s graduates?

We only ventured a short way onto the 520 bridge, then decided to dodge over to the Montlake Cut for a snack break.

Feigning interest in a flower, hoping we would share our apple.
The building peeking out from behind the trees is the Pocock Boathouse of “Boys in the Boat” fame

Other sights.

Soylent Green, and not so soylent green

The last part of the walk took us through the farmer’s market where we picked up two tomato starts. And because they were tired looking by the time we got home, they are now in their new home.

Tomato Trials
Garlic, closer to harvest
Berry potential. Wasn’t expecting anything this first year, but maybe

The raspberry patch is not pictured. I have been negligent and really need to spend some time there. Maybe between showers today? Or lunchtime diversions next week.

If the weather gods allow, Carl will have a baseball game this afternoon. Or we’ll all stay dry, and home, like last weekend.


June 9, 2021

Four pokes in under 6 months! I am done with vaccinations for a while. Our 2 shingrix bookended the Covid (Moderna), and we definitely felt the shingrix the most. Both times there was a down day following the shot. The second was the worst, but it’s all in the rearview mirror now.

Warning, there could be too much TMI in the next few paragraphs. Feel free to stop here.

I added a headache to the sore arm and general malaise by passing out in the middle of the night. Unfortunately I was standing up at the time, and Carl decided that hanging on to a pickle was more important than trying to break my fall.

The pickle was for me. A salt delivery system to try and counteract the extremely painful foot and shin cramps I was experiencing. The cramps were probably due to not enough fluids, but we’re never quite sure. I had given blood a few days earlier. While Carl was obtaining the pickle, I had set my mind on getting to the bathroom and was slowly making my way along the dresser. I reached the end and then it all went black.

In Carl’s defense, the lights were off and I didn’t announce my imminent swoon. I also don’t think it happened in slow motion.

After figuring out I was on the floor, really, that was a moment I remember and I think I stated it out loud, of course I ate the pickle. I continued my trek, or rather scoot, to the bathroom because I still wanted to get there and trying to stand just brought back the cramps. Water, pickle juice, another pickle, Carl rubbing my legs, eventually we got back to bed. Of course, now fully hydrated, I got up every hour, made it to the bathroom safely, and drank even more.

Needless to say the alarm went off a bit too early for my liking. I did make it to the computer for the start of the workday, through the first meeting, but by 10 AM I called my boss and told him I was done for the day.

And I was. Moved the 5 feet to the couch and spent the day watching old movies, some TV, and napping. And then I went to bed early.

Today has been close to normal. Just a lingering headache when touched, and stiff neck muscles.

Spending the early evening enjoying the warmth on the deck, and noting the rhodys are all falling apart. Sort of like me.

It must be Monday

June 7, 2021

Sure looked like a Monday in Junuary this morning. Raining and a bit cold. And an ASAP request in my in-box to start the day. Carefully laid plans to get caught up on service requests were swept away. If I had only worked on the weekend…

Luckily the sun came out in time for our walk up to Bartells for our second Shingles shot. This human pincushion assignment had been put on hold in favor of the Covid shots, but we’re back on track now.

We also embarked on an empirical study to determine if chocolate counteracts the sore arm syndrome.

Early results suggest no.

I got through the Board presentation, commenting on a few other bits, to the final adjournment. Now I am exhausted and can’t tell if it is the vaccine or just work that has worn me out. I had a down day after the first shingles shot … history may be repeating itself.

On the bright side, Carl made Turkey Tacos for dinner, so I am well fed. And tired.