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, March 22, 2009

Weekend Update

Honey treed a squirrel on our morning run today. The squirrel I have seen in action before. He loves to taunt the dogs. He plays with JJ often. He has a mouth full of some plant that grows on the powerlines. Saturday brought more rain and winds-2 tenths of an inch of rain. I made a Saturday run to Home depot to buy dirt and grass seed to spruce up the campsite. The drought and my dog have been hard on it. I was hoping for more rain but it only spit on us and that just after my dinner party for Andre and Nicole II- the former policeman and his wife in the Roadtrek-paybacks. I was paining a bit but put on a pretty good feed for them- big ribeyes, sweet potatoes, asparagus with parmesan, salad, french toast for dessert. They seemed to enjoy it. I like them-they are comfortable to be with and with each other.

A Deputy drove right through my campsite yesterday-Andre had called. A man had suffered what sounded to be a stroke and then he disappeared. Turned out he was in the shower but it gave a scare and he was reluctant to seek medical care.

Rene and Terese had friends from Quebec come to visit and they seemed to have a grand time. The neighbor to their left moved to a site with a full hookup. The campground is beginning to empty out. Greg and Lew came to invite me to go to the Reggae Fest in Lake Worth but I had committed to entertaining so I gave it a pass. I had driven past yesterday and there were some intriguing characters and I wanted to go but it was not in the cards today. They move on the 24th and that is coming right up.

It has been fun to watch the birds scoop up Honey's free falling undercoat. It is in demand for nesting material. I brush the dogs daily but Honey drops tufts of the softest hair imaginable and it is gone in minutes. Doing our part for the ecosystem. Nice to think of baby birds swaddled in Honey fur.

Buster was kind enough to snuggle my aching back last night-better than a hot water bottle. I hope he'll do a repeat tonight.
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