Tuesday, March 26, 2019

Go Mom!

When the alarm system died, I noticed that my solar wasn't reporting.  The reporting is done via WiFi and no matter what I did to my router and modem, it wouldn't go back on line.  I called our cable company.

Cable Rep:   I've got the work order almost complete.  You'll be getting a new router, modem along with instructions.


Me:  Instructions for whom?  The technician?


Cable Rep:  No, for you.  You'll do the install, using the enclosed instructions.


ME:  #$%*&$#@#)$!!!  

After hanging up, I thought, I'll have the Pres do it.

















Fast forward 2 days and this is what my office looked like.  Deciding that I should tackle the install the morning after I received everything (while the Pres was sleeping), I disconnected the old, relocated everything and installed the new.  It was kind of a "Santa Claus thing".


So, after installing a new router, modem, and splitter, and in this day age with everything wireless, why did I have to go buy a surge protector with ten outlets?  

Upon completion, my daughter and son said, "You go Mom!  Nice job!"  And the Pres, oh he commented too.  " I'm glad I didn't have to do it!"

As for me, I was thankful that everything worked...:)




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Go Mom!

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Monday, March 25, 2019

Worth The Hike

It was a brisk yet sunny day.  The trails were completely iced over as the sun only melted the edges and overlooks of the Hollow.  Four miles in and four miles out with a planned pit stop at one of the overlooks.

When Boss emailed all the participants the day before the hike, he told everyone to bring and plan on wearing ice spikes like YakTrax or Stabilizers.  Hiking a portion of the trail on Tuesday, he forewarned all of us.  Ending his email with, "if you don't have them, another hike to this area will be done in May as well," I couldn't wait until May.  You see, I knew "the plan."

Stopping for a very short break, we could see the pond located in the hollow was still solidly frozen.  Although the hike was slow-going because of the trails, the conversation was good among the group of nine, discussing a wide array of subjects.


When we got to yet another overlook, Boss said, "JP will tell you why we're stopping here.  Take it away JP..."

"Look around everyone.  Does anyone notice anything?"  Hearing answers ranging from mosses, Mountain Laurel, frozen water and slippery trails, I then said, "Does anyone know what all this white stuff on the ground and bushes is?"  Silence and a lot of shrugged shoulders.

"This, my friends, is Eagle striping (aka residue) and is more than likely caused by one of the adults perching above our heads.  Look at the pines on the island. Dos anyone see the nest?  There is an Eagle on eggs, telling us that this location will, once again, be a successful nesting site."

just seeing, saying, and sharing...

Worth The Hike

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One more thing.  Most of you know how I am about back-ups for certain things.  The day of our hike, I'm glad I had extra spikes to share.  When the woman returned them to me, she said, "Thank you JP.  I"m going to buy two pairs...one for me and a second to have on hand so I can pay it forward."  Yes, I thought the hike was worth it.

Saturday, March 23, 2019

The Loser



Waking up to several inches of snow this morning, Katniss and I found ourselves glued to the windows.  Initially it was out the slider as we watched them search for breakfast under the feeders.  Staying about a half hour, they then vanished into the woods taking cover beneath the barberry.    

And then before sunrise, as I washed my coffee cup at the kitchen sink, I spotted "The Loser."  Well, that's what I call him.  The tom, apparently several years old (judging by the length of his beard, according to the Pres), paced back and forth in front of the fence.  I first saw him about 6:30 AM and at 8:10 AM he was still out there pacing.  Hearing the rest of his flock, he would stop, listen and look in their direction and then resume pacing.

After I walked down the gravel road to get the paper for the still sleeping Pres, he was gone.  My guess is that the garage door startled him, forcing him to use it's wings to sail over the fence.

And then I thought...

Back in the day (1784) in a letter to his daughter, Benjamin Franklin wanted to make the turkey our national bird saying that the Bald Eagle was "a bird of bad moral character" that "does not get it's living honestly" because it steals from the fish hawk and "is too lazy to fish for himself".  However, I am glad that the turkey was not chosen as a symbol of our country...a symbol of strength, power, and freedom. 


Capturing the human imagination for centuries and regarded as "king of the skies", the Bald Eagle was used as a messenger for Zeus, King of the Ancient Gods, and as a symbol of military superiority for the Romans.  Respect for the Eagle's strength and vision has carried forward to modern times.  When the first man on the moon landed, the control deck reported 'the Eagle has landed'.  It's power and keen vision are universal, timeless symbols of leadership and success."


just seeing, saying, and sharing...

The Loser
(in more ways than one)

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