Picaresque

Picaresque is the adjective to describe writings about a common or low character who survives the pitfalls of life through luck or good fortune. My travels, interests, my animals, my photographs, my wonderful friends and family are featured.

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Location: Arapahoe, Wyoming, United States

(Note: Blogs read from bottom to top; scroll down for beginnings, scroll up for most current.) After 30 years in public administration and four degrees, as well as numerous workshops with luminaries in Education and Public Policy, life in a slower lane became a goal. Most recently I have done policy writing and consulting for the Northern Arapaho and Eastern Shoshone Tribes. Mostly, I am just coasting slowly and gently downhill these days-seeking joy where I can find it before the glorious ride ends.

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Sunday Musings

I went to the church of "Sit On The Deck and Admire Creation" this morning. It put my mind in a better place than it was yesterday when I was cranky with two people. They can't help being stupid. Ooops, I'm backsliding again.

I fiddled with my gadgets. Last night I downloaded some Grieg from my European site. It really is a good deal-the music is owned outright and it yours to do with as you please. It was a massive download-280 MB in a zip file. I had heard the ending of a Grieg piece on a radio station from Seattle (KING) I get on my phone and I wanted this music. Late Romantic early 20th century- lush and harmonious. So I put it on the phone, and two computers and listened to it as I read and did laundry and prepared meals for the critters. I'm on another food fad: the meal must be prepared using the Popcorn setting on the microwave. That is 2 minutes and thirty seconds on high. Perfect for ground turkey, omelets, chili dogs, etc. and about the amount of time I want to spend cooking.

My Florida Finlander friend forwarded this link the other day-it was pretty good and not too dirty to share for once:

http://thefiftiesandsixties.com/CarsWeDrove.htm

I found it to be a nice walk down memory lane.

It is getting too cold to leave the door open all night so I have been trying to outwit Honey and have her stay in. She usually settles down and will come snuggle on the bed in the night. Buster always distances himself after the petting stops but Honey wants to stretch out next to, and I like the warmth. The downside is she is ready to romp about 4 or 5 in the morning. I keep fast forwarding to Florida where her life will be much more constrained. I am a little worried. Buster knows and likes his routines down there but he is an older dog. Honey has to go about 50 yards away to take a dump. They don't make leashes that long. Buster was pretty private too and we got through that.

The hummingbirds vamoosed last week sometime and the bugs have been vastly reduced by the cold...... Yippee.