Happy No President's Birthday Day

I, for one, am surprised that he survived as long as he did, given the things he ingested, and the quantities. Someday his grave will be declared hazardous.


A bit of very late moonlight is casting its glow on the clouds far to the west. Earlier, a thin spot in the storm allowed a ghostly moon to shine brightly enough to make vague shadows appear. Then the rain returned, sprinkling lightly for a few hours. Now it is being dispersed by a rising wind. There will probably be more later today, but I think the storm is almost spent. Perhaps it will depart as a veil of fog, which they often do this time of year. I'd enjoy a nice fog.

A nephew has spent the night, and the cat has been distressed by his presence. She cannot abide visitors. Thus, she has been in and out all night, providing me with endless interruptions. I expect the coming night to be more peaceful, and it will likely be colder as well, should the storm depart, leaving clear skies in its wake. The cat will stay in and sleep, and I will get something done, perhaps.


The day I took the picture looking east across Concow Reservoir which I posted yesterday, I made a second shot, looking a bit more north than east. I've never decided which one I prefer, so here's the other one. As always, keep clicking through to reach the immense file.

Concow Reservoir 2

Bargain?

If anybody is in the market for what appears to be a decent point-and-shoot digital camera at a remarkably low price, Google AdSense just sent me this link:

http://www.butterflyphoto.com/shop/product.aspx?sku=CP-5400

Wow. I'm not familiar with the merchant, but their reputation would probably be easy enough to track down. If I weren't saving all my pennies toward Sluggo's replacement, I'd be sorely tempted by this deal.

None of That

As afternoon progressed, the sky darkened to that deep gray which often presages an intense downpour, and the wind began to stir and make the pines moan. I waited anxiously for the spectacle to arrive, but it never did. I have heard that furious rain fell in the valley, and far up the slopes, but by the time the saturated clouds reached my house they had been wrung almost dry, and we were treated to no more than a rerun of the recent sprinkles. Too bad. Now the clouds are breaking again, and the nearly-full moon has emerged. A few nights ago when it was slightly gibbous, I saw it briefly emerge from a mass of cloud which had opened a shape like an eye, and the moon was its bright iris, glaring at me. There will probably be no such scene tonight.


CNN has posted on its web site a short piece mostly about our step mom. She'll be pleased at the attention, I'm sure. I'm still worried about what grandpa Barak and his short-time companion Joi might get up to, and what impact their behavior might have on us. They're a secretive pair.


I unintentionally left the heater vent open, and now the room is too warm, even with the windows open. It will probably be an hour or two before it cools off enough to keep Sluggo happy. Thus, other things now.