Ken does not like these very short hair cuts. This time, it was an issue of language. While she was cutting my hair, I just kept wondering how short my hair was eventually going to be, but once she did one small section, I knew my hair would be shorter than Ken's, which is short. Last evening, after a glass or two, I suggested that Ken get a haircut too, just so his hair would be shorter than mine. He just laughed.
The hair cutter was having difficulty figuring out what I wanted to do with my hair. We were speaking in English but as I was not specific enough for her, she thought she could not understand my English. We spoke in Spanish too, with the same result. Finally she went away and came back in three minutes with magazines of different hair styles, and she showed me five styles of short hair. Clearly she was struggling with what type of short hair style she was supposed to cut for me. I chose one picture of a short hair cut.
I will tell you that my hair has no similarity to the picture. First off, the lady in the picture is very thin. And she is very young. Her hair also is dark and she has hair poking out in all directions. My hair is one half inch at the top and about one eight inch on the side and back. When I left, my hair poked up at the top but as soon as I hit the humid air, it fell close to my head and has been there ever since.
The best part of hair is that it will grow, which is a great blessing. At the moment, I will get sympathy for recovering from chemotherapy. But this too shall pass!!
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
October 30, 2013. Cancun, Mexico. A Facial.
I had not had a facial since I was 50 years old, when the agents gave me a birthday gift of a facial, pedicure and manicure, none of which I had ever had before. The pedicure was great but I have forgotten about the other two....until now.
Today, right in the middle of my facial, thoughts of my first facial came roaring back. I hated it, which is why I have never had another. But I forgot and on Sunday, booked a facial this morning. The therapist, Marlin, was sweet and attentive, which must be why I allowed the completion of the treatment. Also, if I left early, I felt sure the therapist would get in trouble, which did not seem fair to me. To make it worse, the 30 minute treatment ended up to be ah hour, just because Marlin was kind!!
It was 15 minutes into the treatment before I realized how much I disliked the whole thing. In order to distract myself, I listed all aspects of the treatment that I hated, the worst being that I was captive with goop all over my face with no avenue of escape. I wear no makeup so am unused to putting stuff all over my face but at the facial, with my eyes closed, many different creams and lotions were massaged into my face and neck. I thought she would never stop.
It is interesting to note that I am not claustrophobic during a massage, but with that stuff all over my face and neck, I certainly just wanted to get up and get out. Finally, it was done and I escaped, never again to consent to a facial!! The worse thing is that it was all my idea. What was I thinking?
Today, right in the middle of my facial, thoughts of my first facial came roaring back. I hated it, which is why I have never had another. But I forgot and on Sunday, booked a facial this morning. The therapist, Marlin, was sweet and attentive, which must be why I allowed the completion of the treatment. Also, if I left early, I felt sure the therapist would get in trouble, which did not seem fair to me. To make it worse, the 30 minute treatment ended up to be ah hour, just because Marlin was kind!!
It was 15 minutes into the treatment before I realized how much I disliked the whole thing. In order to distract myself, I listed all aspects of the treatment that I hated, the worst being that I was captive with goop all over my face with no avenue of escape. I wear no makeup so am unused to putting stuff all over my face but at the facial, with my eyes closed, many different creams and lotions were massaged into my face and neck. I thought she would never stop.
It is interesting to note that I am not claustrophobic during a massage, but with that stuff all over my face and neck, I certainly just wanted to get up and get out. Finally, it was done and I escaped, never again to consent to a facial!! The worse thing is that it was all my idea. What was I thinking?
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
October 29, 2013. Cancun, Mexico. The Hard Rock Hotel Resort.
The service at our resort is spectacular. Every staff member treats you like a Queen or King. When you walk along the hallways or around the grounds, each staff person greets you either in Spanish or English, even if it is the gardener or the person emptying the trash cans. We have a butler assigned to us. They check in with us several times a day to see if we need anything. Of course, we don't really need anything but these young men will assist at any time. Ken needed vinegar to clean his ears and Isaac, our butler, brought it from the kitchen to our room. Yesterday they dropped off a bottle of Head and Shoulders when Ken mentioned casually that he used that shampoo. The big things are always taken care off at resorts but it is these little things that separate the terrific service from the just ordinary.
After our sacred rock massage this afternoon, Ken and I drank a Margarita while sitting overlooking the water. Our observation of the people walking by was that the men are not looking after themselves as well as the women. All the women in their 20's, 30's and 40's are thin, but not so the men. You see most men in their 30's and 40's with very round bellies. The ladies in their 50's and 60's are about 50% over weight, while the men are close to 100%. This is a change over the last 10 years. It used to be that only the very young were thin but not any more. The ladies of the world are looking after themselves. Now their men should follow the lead. It was nice to see that we did not see any women under 60 who were obese. Perhaps that is just at the Hard Rock Hotel Resort, but I doubt it. It is the new normal...maybe!!
After our sacred rock massage this afternoon, Ken and I drank a Margarita while sitting overlooking the water. Our observation of the people walking by was that the men are not looking after themselves as well as the women. All the women in their 20's, 30's and 40's are thin, but not so the men. You see most men in their 30's and 40's with very round bellies. The ladies in their 50's and 60's are about 50% over weight, while the men are close to 100%. This is a change over the last 10 years. It used to be that only the very young were thin but not any more. The ladies of the world are looking after themselves. Now their men should follow the lead. It was nice to see that we did not see any women under 60 who were obese. Perhaps that is just at the Hard Rock Hotel Resort, but I doubt it. It is the new normal...maybe!!
Monday, October 28, 2013
October 28, 2013. Cancun, Mexico. Ipanema.
Dinner was delicious but unusual. Ken and I ate an enormous amount of beef. The Ipanema restaurant is a Brazilian steak house. We have been to them before and don't usually repeat the process because we eat too much. The meat just keeps coming and we keep eating! But of the five restaurants at our resort, two are buffets and as we prefer to be waited on, the other three will be where we dine. Last evening we chose Ipanema.
Normally, in a Brazilian Steak House, you eat vegetables and salad first, then the meat is delivered to your table on big spits, right off the fire. The carver gives you what ever you want, but they bring around pork, sausage, beef, chicken, turkey, all in order. When full, you turn over the green sign to red, indicating that you are full.
We eat salad after the main course, so we asked the waiter to bring the meat immediately, which he did. The first meat was roast beef, which was delicious. Mexico is not known for tender beef. In fact, we never order beef in Mexico but this beef was different, so we kept ordering beef and we asked the waiter to forget turkey, chicken and sausage. Three cuts of beef were served to us. We passed on the flank steak. Why would we eat flank steak when we can enjoy top sirloin and prime rib?
Finally, when we were sated, we visited the salad and vegetable bar, but we took only a tiny portion. It was a delicious meal of beef and wine. It was politically incorrect but fun.
Normally, in a Brazilian Steak House, you eat vegetables and salad first, then the meat is delivered to your table on big spits, right off the fire. The carver gives you what ever you want, but they bring around pork, sausage, beef, chicken, turkey, all in order. When full, you turn over the green sign to red, indicating that you are full.
We eat salad after the main course, so we asked the waiter to bring the meat immediately, which he did. The first meat was roast beef, which was delicious. Mexico is not known for tender beef. In fact, we never order beef in Mexico but this beef was different, so we kept ordering beef and we asked the waiter to forget turkey, chicken and sausage. Three cuts of beef were served to us. We passed on the flank steak. Why would we eat flank steak when we can enjoy top sirloin and prime rib?
Finally, when we were sated, we visited the salad and vegetable bar, but we took only a tiny portion. It was a delicious meal of beef and wine. It was politically incorrect but fun.
October 27, 2013. Cancun, Mexico. I have become Adrea.
It has happened. I have turned into another Adrea. Years ago, I observed her in action, and apparently, I learned her tricks.
Ken and I are now living in a suite with a large bedroom along with a living and dining room, and a balcony wrapping around the whole thing looking out at the beautiful Caribbean Sea. The space is perfect for us. The whole suite must be over 2000 square feet. We could entertain 50.
Yesterday morning, we met with the Hard Rock folks to update our membership. When asked about our room, I mentioned casually that we were not totally pleased with the size. I was not irritated or angry. Our room was lovely, overlooking the blue water, but it was small. In fact Ken and I laughed about how we got past each other in the room. Then I asked if there were bigger rooms we could move into, just to keep us totally happy. By the time we left, we were told that we had a new suite.
Adrea always changed her room at a conference. We were all agents together, all top agents, but by virtue of her skill at negotiations and her charm, she always ended up with the biggest, best room. It has taken me years, but now I ask for the bigger room, just like Adrea used to do. I have gotten too late smart, but I am enjoying our suite of rooms, just like Adrea would have done!!
Ken and I are now living in a suite with a large bedroom along with a living and dining room, and a balcony wrapping around the whole thing looking out at the beautiful Caribbean Sea. The space is perfect for us. The whole suite must be over 2000 square feet. We could entertain 50.
Yesterday morning, we met with the Hard Rock folks to update our membership. When asked about our room, I mentioned casually that we were not totally pleased with the size. I was not irritated or angry. Our room was lovely, overlooking the blue water, but it was small. In fact Ken and I laughed about how we got past each other in the room. Then I asked if there were bigger rooms we could move into, just to keep us totally happy. By the time we left, we were told that we had a new suite.
Adrea always changed her room at a conference. We were all agents together, all top agents, but by virtue of her skill at negotiations and her charm, she always ended up with the biggest, best room. It has taken me years, but now I ask for the bigger room, just like Adrea used to do. I have gotten too late smart, but I am enjoying our suite of rooms, just like Adrea would have done!!
Saturday, October 26, 2013
October 26, 2013. Cancun, Mexico. The Hard Rock Hotel
Tonight, Ken and I ate a wonderful dinner at the Zen restaurant, in the Hard Rock Hotel, in Cancun. The food was light with small portions so we tried a variety of different Asian food. The resort is all inclusive, so you can go to any of the five excellent restaurants, eat and drink until you are full, then walk out and say thank you. It is a nice treat.
The journey today was uneventful, but a flight always makes you tired. I am not sure why. The airport scene with customs and immigration was quick, which surprised us, and the shuttle to the hotel was ready, so all in all, our day of travel was as good as it gets.
When you travel, you see funny scenes. While we were eating last evening at the Bistro, a group came around the corner to go out for dinner. Six people passed the desk as I watched. Then a lady, the mother of the group, reached behind her to the right, and got a firm grip on the young man, who was walking beside her, but a half step behind. I watched the whole scene. The young man looked startled as the mother must have gotten a firm grip of his arm. Finally, the lady turned to the young man, only to discover that the young man that she was holding in a vice grip was not her son. The look on her face was priceless. She apologized and the young man just laughed. Finally, the real son appeared. I wished I had a video camera. It happened quickly, but the scene was very funny. It is the small scenes that make travel worthwhile.
The journey today was uneventful, but a flight always makes you tired. I am not sure why. The airport scene with customs and immigration was quick, which surprised us, and the shuttle to the hotel was ready, so all in all, our day of travel was as good as it gets.
When you travel, you see funny scenes. While we were eating last evening at the Bistro, a group came around the corner to go out for dinner. Six people passed the desk as I watched. Then a lady, the mother of the group, reached behind her to the right, and got a firm grip on the young man, who was walking beside her, but a half step behind. I watched the whole scene. The young man looked startled as the mother must have gotten a firm grip of his arm. Finally, the lady turned to the young man, only to discover that the young man that she was holding in a vice grip was not her son. The look on her face was priceless. She apologized and the young man just laughed. Finally, the real son appeared. I wished I had a video camera. It happened quickly, but the scene was very funny. It is the small scenes that make travel worthwhile.
Friday, October 25, 2013
October 25, 2013. Canyon Lake. Moving On.
Our season of the 55th is officially over. Today, Rita and Ian left to meet friends in San Marcos. Tomorrow, Ken and I will fly to Cancun. Our time of being responsible for the 55th has ended.
The lake house is ready for the Capps family. The towels and sheets are laundered and the beds made. Ian vacuumed the house. Suzanne's brother Jake will turn 40, so the whole family will gather at the lake house to celebrate. They are gathering from Seattle and Los Angeles and Houston to enjoy the lake and each other. Unfortunately, the San Antonio girls are involved at their school Homecoming so they might commute up and back to the city, but with 10 children and 8 adults expected to stay at the lake house, it would not be a bad idea to take the 6 San Antonio folks away from the house.
Ken and I will drive into San Antonio to stay the night at a hotel close to the airport. We fly to an all inclusive resort just south of Cancun. The food and service at the resort are excellent so we will enjoy being off duty for the week. When we return to San Antonio, we will drive to the ranch and hope the raccoon has been removed from the house. Pat, our friendly electrician was checking it out so I am not worrying. My faith in him has gone up enormously since the lights never once went out at the 55th!!
The lake house is ready for the Capps family. The towels and sheets are laundered and the beds made. Ian vacuumed the house. Suzanne's brother Jake will turn 40, so the whole family will gather at the lake house to celebrate. They are gathering from Seattle and Los Angeles and Houston to enjoy the lake and each other. Unfortunately, the San Antonio girls are involved at their school Homecoming so they might commute up and back to the city, but with 10 children and 8 adults expected to stay at the lake house, it would not be a bad idea to take the 6 San Antonio folks away from the house.
Ken and I will drive into San Antonio to stay the night at a hotel close to the airport. We fly to an all inclusive resort just south of Cancun. The food and service at the resort are excellent so we will enjoy being off duty for the week. When we return to San Antonio, we will drive to the ranch and hope the raccoon has been removed from the house. Pat, our friendly electrician was checking it out so I am not worrying. My faith in him has gone up enormously since the lights never once went out at the 55th!!
Thursday, October 24, 2013
October 24, 2013. Canyon Lake, Texas. The Dam.
It is very impressive. Twenty feet across at the top with slopes down on both sides. Late in the day, with a clear blue sky and a cool breeze, there is no better place than walk across the top of the dam, a distance of almost one mile. We four walked about three quarters of the way, then turned around and walked back to the truck. Rita and Ian had not yet seen the dam so after seeing the dam and walking part way across, we went to the end to see the spillway.
Since the last time we had visited the spillway, an information board had been installed, telling about the 2002 flood, the one that covered our shed. They showed incredible pictures. 36 inches of rain fell in 7 days, which is more than in many years at Canyon Lake. So much water came across the spillway that a gorge was gouged out, which you can see driving along the road. Fascinating fossils were unearthed. Now, each weekend, you can take a tour of the Canyon Lake Gorge.
The other aspect of the day was that Ken walked a long way today. Hurrah for Ken.
Since the last time we had visited the spillway, an information board had been installed, telling about the 2002 flood, the one that covered our shed. They showed incredible pictures. 36 inches of rain fell in 7 days, which is more than in many years at Canyon Lake. So much water came across the spillway that a gorge was gouged out, which you can see driving along the road. Fascinating fossils were unearthed. Now, each weekend, you can take a tour of the Canyon Lake Gorge.
The other aspect of the day was that Ken walked a long way today. Hurrah for Ken.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
October 23, 2013. Canyon Lake, Texas. New Tricks.
Last week, Dave and Irene gave us our Christmas gift for 2013. Yesterday we began watching. The BBC produced this series, called New Tricks. We four enjoyed the first disc, which was the pilot, where the characters are introduced, along with their history. And one old crime was solved. The show was entertaining and engaging so we decided to watch another tonight.
In fact, we watched two episodes, right after another. We called it movie night at Canyon Lake. The episodes are all somewhat similar in that an old unsolved crime is turned over to the new unit of detectives. The unusual part of the show is that three eccentric retired detectives plus two active duty police personnel make up the detective unit. And of course, the cases are convoluted which is why they keep our interest. As usual with the BBC, the characters are vivid.
Tomorrow evening we will watch the last episode on disc 2. I bet we will enjoy it too...and say thank you to Dave and Irene for giving us our Christmas gift early.
In fact, we watched two episodes, right after another. We called it movie night at Canyon Lake. The episodes are all somewhat similar in that an old unsolved crime is turned over to the new unit of detectives. The unusual part of the show is that three eccentric retired detectives plus two active duty police personnel make up the detective unit. And of course, the cases are convoluted which is why they keep our interest. As usual with the BBC, the characters are vivid.
Tomorrow evening we will watch the last episode on disc 2. I bet we will enjoy it too...and say thank you to Dave and Irene for giving us our Christmas gift early.
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
October 22, 2013. Canyon Lake, Texas. San Antonio River Walk.
At first, when we moved to the Washington, DC area, we drove guest to show them the high spots of the city. That lasted about two years. The next plan was to drop guest at the subway and give them a map. At last, we just gave directions to the buses and the subway so they could make their own way downtown and back home. We decided the guest were happier being in control of their time!!
Our system has continued in Texas. Today, Rita and Ian drove to downtown San Antonio to see the Alamo and the Riverwalk. We gave them maps and advice, then wished them well. I love the Riverwalk but we have walked it many, many times, so we they were on their own. They returned just after 6:00 having had a wonderful time.
Even though they had been told about the Riverwalk, they were both surprised with it's beauty. Ian was astonished by the huge trees and beautiful foliage. It really is amazing to find, right in the heart of the city. Now Ian is reading our book about the history and development of the Riverwalk. It is worth a trip to San Antonio, just to see the Riverwalk. Now Rita and Ian have seen it...all by themselves.
Our system has continued in Texas. Today, Rita and Ian drove to downtown San Antonio to see the Alamo and the Riverwalk. We gave them maps and advice, then wished them well. I love the Riverwalk but we have walked it many, many times, so we they were on their own. They returned just after 6:00 having had a wonderful time.
Even though they had been told about the Riverwalk, they were both surprised with it's beauty. Ian was astonished by the huge trees and beautiful foliage. It really is amazing to find, right in the heart of the city. Now Ian is reading our book about the history and development of the Riverwalk. It is worth a trip to San Antonio, just to see the Riverwalk. Now Rita and Ian have seen it...all by themselves.
Monday, October 21, 2013
October 21, 2013. Canyon Lake, Texas. Gruene, Texas.
They call it Green even though it is spelled Gruene. The town is tiny but booming. Fifty years ago it was dead but the locals got together and decided to renovate the old dance hall. They brought in music every weekend and bit by bit, other building were restored as restaurants. Soon came the old houses to be used as antique stores. Pretty soon, Gruene was getting trendy and fashionable.
We four drove to Gruene from Canyon Lake along River Road. It is a remarkable drive, right alongside the Guadalupe River through the canyon. The whole way is on private land so you are not able to stop or walk or park. We have driven the road many times but am always impressed with the beauty of the bluffs and the foliage. It is a local treasure except no one pays any attention to it.
Gruene is a place worth visiting. The stores are unique as is the architecture. Everything is old. But on a Monday afternoon the place was hopping. It is very impressive to observe what happens when someone gets an idea and works very hard and then finds out that everything has been a success. It was fun being a part of the success of Gruene.
We four drove to Gruene from Canyon Lake along River Road. It is a remarkable drive, right alongside the Guadalupe River through the canyon. The whole way is on private land so you are not able to stop or walk or park. We have driven the road many times but am always impressed with the beauty of the bluffs and the foliage. It is a local treasure except no one pays any attention to it.
Gruene is a place worth visiting. The stores are unique as is the architecture. Everything is old. But on a Monday afternoon the place was hopping. It is very impressive to observe what happens when someone gets an idea and works very hard and then finds out that everything has been a success. It was fun being a part of the success of Gruene.
Sunday, October 20, 2013
October 20, 2013. Canyon Lake, Texas. The Lake.
The lake looks good although still short of water. The boat ramp just down the road is still closed. The ramp itself is now under water but the dock, which is supposed to be floating, is on dry land. Rita and I went for a walk this morning to see the neighborhood and we checked out the boat ramp. It is almost unbelievable to discover that the shed on our property and the gazebos across the lake were under water, not so long ago.
And the lake house looks good too although we have a crack right in the center of the main upstairs room. It looks as if the right side is pulling away from the left side, which is not a good thing. Fortunately, the crack does not appear to be getting bigger. Sooner or later we must have it checked. Everything else is working fine. Ken and Ian got the stream running too and the pond is still full of water, but of course, the herons have eaten the fish.
A lot of rain has fallen at the lake recently but not enough to fill it up. The cove in front of the house is not as big as usual. The rain has a big effect on Texas and the lake. We must keep praying for rain.
And the lake house looks good too although we have a crack right in the center of the main upstairs room. It looks as if the right side is pulling away from the left side, which is not a good thing. Fortunately, the crack does not appear to be getting bigger. Sooner or later we must have it checked. Everything else is working fine. Ken and Ian got the stream running too and the pond is still full of water, but of course, the herons have eaten the fish.
A lot of rain has fallen at the lake recently but not enough to fill it up. The cove in front of the house is not as big as usual. The rain has a big effect on Texas and the lake. We must keep praying for rain.
Saturday, October 19, 2013
October 19, 2013. Canyon Lake, Texas. 16th Birthday.
Sarah was surprised. This evening, Sarah was to have dinner with Ian and Rita, David and Suzanne and Ken and me, along with the rest of the family. But it was really a surprise birthday party with her friends, held at The Melting Pot, where they serve fondue. Sarah came into the room expecting old folks but instead she found all her friends yelling SURPRISE. What fun.
It was a great party because there was always something to do. In between the courses, the girls switched tables and chattered away, while bit by bit, Sarah opened presents.
David has the practice to take each girl shopping for a birthday outfit. This afternoon, David took Sarah to Nordstroms. She wore her new clothes to the restaurant and she looked wonderful.
This morning, Suzanne and Sarah had a massage together. It was Suzanne's birthday gift to Sarah.
On the way to the restaurant, after the shopping trip, Sarah said to David, "This has been the best day of my life". 16th birthdays don't get any better than that.
It was a great party because there was always something to do. In between the courses, the girls switched tables and chattered away, while bit by bit, Sarah opened presents.
David has the practice to take each girl shopping for a birthday outfit. This afternoon, David took Sarah to Nordstroms. She wore her new clothes to the restaurant and she looked wonderful.
This morning, Suzanne and Sarah had a massage together. It was Suzanne's birthday gift to Sarah.
On the way to the restaurant, after the shopping trip, Sarah said to David, "This has been the best day of my life". 16th birthdays don't get any better than that.
Friday, October 18, 2013
October 18, 2013. Harper, Texas. Karen and Jacque.
The house is charming from the outside, built in the German style of stone. We have driven past that home every time we drive to the ranch. Tonight we had dinner in the home of Karen and Jacques.
The home was built in 1902 and has the same foot print. The ceilings are 10 feet tall and each room is 14 by 14. Ken commented that each room seems like a cube. The previous owners remodeled the kitchen. The stove is a six burner gas stove, which tells you everything you need to know about the kitchen. The whole rest of the home seems like a period piece, except it is comfortable.
Karen has owned restaurants in New York and she has run a boutique deli. Also she is a wonderful cook. We sampled her cooking tonight and it was delicious. It is a wonder to me that people actually like to cook. I have always cooked to get the product.
Jacques and Karen moved here 7 years ago from Long Island. His business is selling transportation artifacts which he does now from the hill country. Karen and Jacques are interesting delightful people and it was a pleasure dining in their home.
I actually kind of talked myself into being invited. Karen helps out with the caterer and I introduced her once to say that Karen is a wonderful cook, but I had not yet tasted her food!! Everyone laughed and after our 55th, Karen invited us for dinner. Lucky us.
The home was built in 1902 and has the same foot print. The ceilings are 10 feet tall and each room is 14 by 14. Ken commented that each room seems like a cube. The previous owners remodeled the kitchen. The stove is a six burner gas stove, which tells you everything you need to know about the kitchen. The whole rest of the home seems like a period piece, except it is comfortable.
Karen has owned restaurants in New York and she has run a boutique deli. Also she is a wonderful cook. We sampled her cooking tonight and it was delicious. It is a wonder to me that people actually like to cook. I have always cooked to get the product.
Jacques and Karen moved here 7 years ago from Long Island. His business is selling transportation artifacts which he does now from the hill country. Karen and Jacques are interesting delightful people and it was a pleasure dining in their home.
I actually kind of talked myself into being invited. Karen helps out with the caterer and I introduced her once to say that Karen is a wonderful cook, but I had not yet tasted her food!! Everyone laughed and after our 55th, Karen invited us for dinner. Lucky us.
Thursday, October 17, 2013
October 17, 2013. Harper, Texas. A Texas Evening.
It was perfect. The evening sky to the west was beautiful, with pink and orange and red lighting up the clouds. Behind us the full moon had come up. The fire was burning brightly and the temperature was 70 degrees. We four ate our dinner sitting around the fire enjoying the aftermath of the 55th. With only one trailer to be removed tomorrow morning, the party was truly over.
The celebration was a success. Pat, the electrician, removed the temporary wiring late this afternoon, and he towed away the fridge. Everything has gone, so we four were basking in a job well done.
Then we went into the ranch house just before heading up the hill to the Top House, to hear footsteps in the attic. Ian went up to discover a raccoon. The moral of the story is to never be smug. You never know when you will find raccoons in your attic!!
The celebration was a success. Pat, the electrician, removed the temporary wiring late this afternoon, and he towed away the fridge. Everything has gone, so we four were basking in a job well done.
Then we went into the ranch house just before heading up the hill to the Top House, to hear footsteps in the attic. Ian went up to discover a raccoon. The moral of the story is to never be smug. You never know when you will find raccoons in your attic!!
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
October 16, 2013. Harper, Texas. Bees.
My son David is a bee keeper. It started years ago when he read an article about allergies and honey. In addition, he heard that bees were dying off so he decided to help his family and the country by raising bees. Last year he harvested 82 pints of honey. David keeps a hive at the ranch as well as at home.
A grand niece of mine has a boyfriend who is working on his PhD in the economy of bees, so as I knew Katie was coming to the 55th, I invited Brock to come too. David and Brock talked bees at every opportunity. Of course, Brock knows lots on information about bees while David just knows how to tend to them, so David had lots of questions.
Brock is testing the genomes of different bees and has no Texas bees in his study. David was pleased to provide four bees for Brock to test but David brought no bee keeper clothes to the ranch, so he was forced to improvise. It was a funny sight. He wore his hunting balaclava which covers his whole face with only his eyes exposed. He tucked his pants into his socks and word a plastic raincoat worn by the girls. And he wore hunting gloves. It was quite a sight.
The bees were mad but he got his bees. Unfortunately, Brock was stung in the bargain. The bees will be mailed to York University, where Brock will determine the genome of David's bees, all to advance the science of bees, which is definitely an important issue of our time. David was happy to help.
A grand niece of mine has a boyfriend who is working on his PhD in the economy of bees, so as I knew Katie was coming to the 55th, I invited Brock to come too. David and Brock talked bees at every opportunity. Of course, Brock knows lots on information about bees while David just knows how to tend to them, so David had lots of questions.
Brock is testing the genomes of different bees and has no Texas bees in his study. David was pleased to provide four bees for Brock to test but David brought no bee keeper clothes to the ranch, so he was forced to improvise. It was a funny sight. He wore his hunting balaclava which covers his whole face with only his eyes exposed. He tucked his pants into his socks and word a plastic raincoat worn by the girls. And he wore hunting gloves. It was quite a sight.
The bees were mad but he got his bees. Unfortunately, Brock was stung in the bargain. The bees will be mailed to York University, where Brock will determine the genome of David's bees, all to advance the science of bees, which is definitely an important issue of our time. David was happy to help.
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
October 15, 2013. Harper, Texas. Cousins.
Once upon a time, all cousins lived within a mile or two of each other, but not any more. My grandchildren's cousins live in Mississippi while my brother's grandchildren live all across Canada with one in Korea too. An event such as our 55th celebration gives opportunity to get to see cousins.
Eight girls, all related, ages 12 to 16 stayed in the bunkhouse. They enjoyed themselves thoroughly. Our electrical system was stressed with the 14 trailers and the bunkhouse operating on one 200 amps service so we asked the girls to shower in their parent's showers and we turned off the hot water heater in the bunkhouse. Instead, Kate decided to take a cold shower. Next Mary Frances did too and soon, all the girls took cold showers. It became the norm. They took turns driving around the ranch in the Mules and they shuttled people back and forth from the skeet shooting range. They always ate all meals together and were seldom seen anywhere else than all together. The eight girls were six of my granddaughters plus two Dickie cousins from Toronto. They had not been all together since our 50th.
Dave and Irene's had 6 of their 7 grandchildren at the 55th. These cousins are all in their twenties. They live in Vancouver, Toronto and Montreal and because they were all staying in trailers at the ranch, they got to see a lot of each other. Every evening, they played games in the tent under the lights of the chandeliers. I have no idea how late they were up and I don't really care but I do know that one of the best parts of the 55th was spending time with cousins. They told me so.
Old friends getting together getting to know new friends became the pattern. But the best part for me was the pleasure observed by the cousins playing together and enjoying each other. It makes the efforts worthwhile.
Eight girls, all related, ages 12 to 16 stayed in the bunkhouse. They enjoyed themselves thoroughly. Our electrical system was stressed with the 14 trailers and the bunkhouse operating on one 200 amps service so we asked the girls to shower in their parent's showers and we turned off the hot water heater in the bunkhouse. Instead, Kate decided to take a cold shower. Next Mary Frances did too and soon, all the girls took cold showers. It became the norm. They took turns driving around the ranch in the Mules and they shuttled people back and forth from the skeet shooting range. They always ate all meals together and were seldom seen anywhere else than all together. The eight girls were six of my granddaughters plus two Dickie cousins from Toronto. They had not been all together since our 50th.
Dave and Irene's had 6 of their 7 grandchildren at the 55th. These cousins are all in their twenties. They live in Vancouver, Toronto and Montreal and because they were all staying in trailers at the ranch, they got to see a lot of each other. Every evening, they played games in the tent under the lights of the chandeliers. I have no idea how late they were up and I don't really care but I do know that one of the best parts of the 55th was spending time with cousins. They told me so.
Old friends getting together getting to know new friends became the pattern. But the best part for me was the pleasure observed by the cousins playing together and enjoying each other. It makes the efforts worthwhile.
Monday, October 14, 2013
October 14, 2013. Harper, Texas. The Party Is Over.
The first trailer left the ranch today, which means the beginning of the end of the celebration. Tonight we were a party of 15 for dinner, eating the leftover food sitting around the only three tables left standing. Laundry was being done all afternoon in both houses. Tomorrow, only two groups are still in trailers and they leave first thing in the morning. Then we will be down to 6 to complete tidying up.
The cousins cried when saying goodbye. Last time they saw each other was five years ago at our 50th in Nova Scotia and they are afraid it will be another five years before they get together again. The bunkhouse was perfect for the 8 girls. They all have happy new memories.
David's skeet shooting was also a hit. Many people gathered to watch the action. The mule shuttle was busy. Not many could actually hit many targets, but it was fun trying. It was a first attempt for most folks.
We ate our last catered meal at noon today, which means the party really is over. But I believe we can eat all week on the leftovers, which is good because the food was wonderful. Everything must end and our celebration is now officially over!!
The cousins cried when saying goodbye. Last time they saw each other was five years ago at our 50th in Nova Scotia and they are afraid it will be another five years before they get together again. The bunkhouse was perfect for the 8 girls. They all have happy new memories.
David's skeet shooting was also a hit. Many people gathered to watch the action. The mule shuttle was busy. Not many could actually hit many targets, but it was fun trying. It was a first attempt for most folks.
We ate our last catered meal at noon today, which means the party really is over. But I believe we can eat all week on the leftovers, which is good because the food was wonderful. Everything must end and our celebration is now officially over!!
Sunday, October 13, 2013
October 13, 2013. Harper, Texas. A Perfect Day.
The days just keep getting better. The little children are having a blast, riding around on the tricycles in and out of the garage and along the driveway. The teenagers, of which there are 12, get along like a house on fire. They drive the two Mules and the bicycles, they play games and generally have a wonderful time. The adults talk, or sit by the fire or play cards, but mostly they talk, renewing old acquaintances and forming new friends. It was everything Ken and I wanted from the celebration.
On a practical way, we ate brunch at 10:30 and dinner at 5:30. At brunch, Kevin McCormick played classical guitar. Joyce McClelland, an old friend, sang a beautiful solo, about music lasting after everything is gone. John Mills sang a hymn, followed by two Irish songs and a Johnny Cash "I walk the Line". And son David made a very funny toast to us, and another to the guests.
In the afternoon, the BS 5 piece Band entertained us for three hours. Folks played games under the tent, or horseshoes, or sat by the fire, all while listening the music, which blissfully was not too loud.
The evening ended with thirty of us singing around the fire, while the young adults chatted around a table. It was a splendid day.
On a practical way, we ate brunch at 10:30 and dinner at 5:30. At brunch, Kevin McCormick played classical guitar. Joyce McClelland, an old friend, sang a beautiful solo, about music lasting after everything is gone. John Mills sang a hymn, followed by two Irish songs and a Johnny Cash "I walk the Line". And son David made a very funny toast to us, and another to the guests.
In the afternoon, the BS 5 piece Band entertained us for three hours. Folks played games under the tent, or horseshoes, or sat by the fire, all while listening the music, which blissfully was not too loud.
The evening ended with thirty of us singing around the fire, while the young adults chatted around a table. It was a splendid day.
October 12, 2013. Harper, Texas. Lonnie Lett.
Lonnie Lett entertained us last evening. He stood and sang and played for three full hours, wearing a black cowboy shirt and black hat and jeans. He looked the part but most of all, he sang and played well. He is a true professional. His voice was steady and true. In addition, he had lots of gadgets, where he could sing with himself.
Lonnie is not young. He has been making his living as a musician for 48 years. After college and law school, Ray Price took him under his wing and instead of working a real job, he toured with several well known groups. After touring for 25 years and getting two divorces, he decided to stay in one place and make his living as a single musician singing and playing. He chose Fredericksburg, Texas, and has been making his living here ever since
We are pleased with his choice because he entertained us royally at our 55th celebration on Friday evening. He is not a young man but he sounded great, singing all the standard country songs. We all felt grateful for listening and dancing to his music.
Lonnie is not young. He has been making his living as a musician for 48 years. After college and law school, Ray Price took him under his wing and instead of working a real job, he toured with several well known groups. After touring for 25 years and getting two divorces, he decided to stay in one place and make his living as a single musician singing and playing. He chose Fredericksburg, Texas, and has been making his living here ever since
We are pleased with his choice because he entertained us royally at our 55th celebration on Friday evening. He is not a young man but he sounded great, singing all the standard country songs. We all felt grateful for listening and dancing to his music.
Friday, October 11, 2013
October 11, 2013. Harper, Texas. The First Full Day.
All went well our first day. We almost had a disaster when someone tripped on the dance floor knocking over a man in a chair who in turn tipped the musician's speakers almost on the head of the man who had fallen. But Rita caught the speaker just before it fell on his head so nothing happened. Accidents happen very quickly but just as quickly it is over.
Everyone is now living in their trailer. The electricity has worked perfectly. Of course, we disabled the water heater in the bunkhouse so the 8 Dickie Chicks are showering in cold water. They are supposed to shower in their parent's showers but the girls decided they could be brave. It has given them a certain level of status.
The skeet shooting has been a hit. It became a gathering place for the young. All morning and all afternoon the range was busy with many folks trying skeet shooting for the first time. Some actually hit the targets.
The planning has worked out well with no glitches so far. For dinner we ate Texas barbecue and our musician sang country tunes. He was good. More about him tomorrow.
Everyone is now living in their trailer. The electricity has worked perfectly. Of course, we disabled the water heater in the bunkhouse so the 8 Dickie Chicks are showering in cold water. They are supposed to shower in their parent's showers but the girls decided they could be brave. It has given them a certain level of status.
The skeet shooting has been a hit. It became a gathering place for the young. All morning and all afternoon the range was busy with many folks trying skeet shooting for the first time. Some actually hit the targets.
The planning has worked out well with no glitches so far. For dinner we ate Texas barbecue and our musician sang country tunes. He was good. More about him tomorrow.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
October 10, 2013. Harper, Texas. The Party Begins.
As we speak, the cousins are playing cards with my son David, under the tent. In another corner of the tent, a game is being played with the young adults. All the older folks such as us have retired for the night. But everyone arrived today who we expected, although two car loads of people arrived well after dark. It is difficult to find the ranch during the day light, let alone in the pitch black of night but they made it. Forty happy souls ate dinner together tonight.
I was asked many times today about holding this multi day celebration but it all seems so obvious when you see the happy smiles on the faces of the friends and relatives who have joined us to celebrate. The children are having the best time of all which of course makes all the efforts worthwhile. Our families and friends are joining us from all over North America. We would never have these memories if we had not organized this event. And that is why we have these celebrations.
I was asked many times today about holding this multi day celebration but it all seems so obvious when you see the happy smiles on the faces of the friends and relatives who have joined us to celebrate. The children are having the best time of all which of course makes all the efforts worthwhile. Our families and friends are joining us from all over North America. We would never have these memories if we had not organized this event. And that is why we have these celebrations.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
October 9, 2013. Harper, Texas. Celebrations.
The clan is gathering. Friends and relatives are joining us to celebrated our marriage of 55 years. It really is just an excuse to gather together those loyal folks who have made our life pleasant and possible. Without good friends and family by our sides, our lives would have lost much of the fabric of our lives. Ken and I have been blessed with both friends and family.
Ian and Rita arrived yesterday afternoon and today, Dave and Irene appeared at the ranch, after checking into their motel in Kerrville last evening. This afternoon, while Rita and I finished delivering supplies to the trailers, Dave, Ian, Ken and Irene set up all the tables and chairs. In the morning Rita and I will put on the table cloths. Then we will be ready to celebrate.
Pat has installed lights on the windmill, also the plugs for the coffee pots in the morning. Our little trailer park now looks like a miniature city. He was still hard at work when Ken and I drove up to the Top House after dark. He has been a gem.
Now it is time to relax and enjoy our friends and relatives. All plans have been put into place and if we discover that something is missing, we will carry on cheerfully, and continue to celebrate!!
Ian and Rita arrived yesterday afternoon and today, Dave and Irene appeared at the ranch, after checking into their motel in Kerrville last evening. This afternoon, while Rita and I finished delivering supplies to the trailers, Dave, Ian, Ken and Irene set up all the tables and chairs. In the morning Rita and I will put on the table cloths. Then we will be ready to celebrate.
Pat has installed lights on the windmill, also the plugs for the coffee pots in the morning. Our little trailer park now looks like a miniature city. He was still hard at work when Ken and I drove up to the Top House after dark. He has been a gem.
Now it is time to relax and enjoy our friends and relatives. All plans have been put into place and if we discover that something is missing, we will carry on cheerfully, and continue to celebrate!!
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
October 8, 2013. Harper, Texas. Men at Work.
It was exciting watching the three young men raise the tent. I missed it in Nova Scotia. Today, I made sure I sat and watched every minute.
First they drove into the ranch in three vehicles all pulling a trailer. Next all the posts were laid out on the ground which they connected together into a low lattice work. Over the frame they pulled the three sections of the tent and connected the three pieces together. The chandeliers had already been attached.
Using two winches, they raised the roof. It was fascinating to see how flexible the frame actually was. Posts were attached all around the tent as each section was raised. Finally, the tent was tied down with stakes, using a good old fashioned sledge hammer.
When you look at the tent, all you see is a white tent, but I see those young men working very hard and diligently to erect the tent for our 55th. It required a great deal of good old fashioned physical labour too. I enjoyed the whole spectacle, even though it took three hours. Now we are ready for the celebration.
First they drove into the ranch in three vehicles all pulling a trailer. Next all the posts were laid out on the ground which they connected together into a low lattice work. Over the frame they pulled the three sections of the tent and connected the three pieces together. The chandeliers had already been attached.
Using two winches, they raised the roof. It was fascinating to see how flexible the frame actually was. Posts were attached all around the tent as each section was raised. Finally, the tent was tied down with stakes, using a good old fashioned sledge hammer.
When you look at the tent, all you see is a white tent, but I see those young men working very hard and diligently to erect the tent for our 55th. It required a great deal of good old fashioned physical labour too. I enjoyed the whole spectacle, even though it took three hours. Now we are ready for the celebration.
Monday, October 7, 2013
October 7, 2013. Harper, Texas. Communications.
During the year of communicating with friends and relatives about the 55th, it has become apparent that sometimes my verbiage was not precise.
I was asked if there were special clothes to wear when riding the mules. In fact, the mules are machines. They are small tractors with 4 wheel drive that we scoot around the ranch with them. But I omitted to tell folks that they would be driving in a vehicle, not on the back of a real live mule.
And then it was the question of cattle guards. I was asked if the guests should expect an armed guard at the crossing of the cattle. Again, I was imprecise and assumed that everyone knew what a cattle guard looked like. I was wrong.
And lastly were the clothes. I suggested casual clothes and sturdy shoes. There will be many friends and relatives walking around at the ranch wearing new cowboy boots. I can almost guarantee that they did not buy a boot jack. At the end of the day, when they have worn those boots all day and their feet are swollen, those boots will not come off with out a boot jack. Fortunately, we have one in the courtyard. I should have recommended the folks to buy Ropers if they are inclined to buy Texas boots. But it is too late!! It should be interesting.
I was asked if there were special clothes to wear when riding the mules. In fact, the mules are machines. They are small tractors with 4 wheel drive that we scoot around the ranch with them. But I omitted to tell folks that they would be driving in a vehicle, not on the back of a real live mule.
And then it was the question of cattle guards. I was asked if the guests should expect an armed guard at the crossing of the cattle. Again, I was imprecise and assumed that everyone knew what a cattle guard looked like. I was wrong.
And lastly were the clothes. I suggested casual clothes and sturdy shoes. There will be many friends and relatives walking around at the ranch wearing new cowboy boots. I can almost guarantee that they did not buy a boot jack. At the end of the day, when they have worn those boots all day and their feet are swollen, those boots will not come off with out a boot jack. Fortunately, we have one in the courtyard. I should have recommended the folks to buy Ropers if they are inclined to buy Texas boots. But it is too late!! It should be interesting.
Sunday, October 6, 2013
October 6, 2013. Harper, Texas. The Little Old Lady.
From a distance, you would think you were looking at a little old lady coming home with groceries, pulling her grocery cart behind her full of goodies. If you get closer and look carefully, you could have seen the lady was wearing white socks and tennis shoes and shorts with a Texas T shirt, which is not a very elegant look. In reality, it was me, using the grocery cart that I used for taking laundry downstairs in our Chevy Chase condo. I brought it with me to Texas in the truck, to do exactly what I am doing, which is deliver goods to each trailer. The system works great but it certainly looks odd.
As soon as the trailer is installed, I fill by cart and deliver Kleenex, hand soap, tea towel, paper towels, shampoo, flashlights and bath soap to each trailer. Then I repeat it for the next trailer. Until the names are assigned to each trailer, I can not deliver the towels and extra sheets. I can not assign the trailers until I see all the trailers, which will be tomorrow.
Today, I noticed that one of the trailers did not have Kleenex. I wonder how many other units this little old lady has missed?
As soon as the trailer is installed, I fill by cart and deliver Kleenex, hand soap, tea towel, paper towels, shampoo, flashlights and bath soap to each trailer. Then I repeat it for the next trailer. Until the names are assigned to each trailer, I can not deliver the towels and extra sheets. I can not assign the trailers until I see all the trailers, which will be tomorrow.
Today, I noticed that one of the trailers did not have Kleenex. I wonder how many other units this little old lady has missed?
Saturday, October 5, 2013
October 5, 2013. Harper, Texas. The Black Bull.
The black bull calf with the white face has gone. Finally. We were glad to see the last of him. Our old bull, Tex, would have made mince meat of that black calf, but of course, we sent Tex to auction.
David was here to help get the bull into the trailer which ended up taking over two hours. Steve, who looks after the cattle, came first thing this morning to get the black bull into the front pasture and we kept him locked in with our longhorns. The owner, Harry, and his grandson, Jimmy, arrived to take the black bull to auction but first they had to load him on their trailer. The bull did not want to leave. The term bull headed is fitting. That bull was stubborn. Ken and I got tired of watching their fruitless efforts and sat by the fire pit to drank a glass of wine, leaving the three of them to figure it out.
At some point, David suggested they rest a minute. During the break, David commented to Harry and Jimmy, that he did not really like cattle and that he did not know how to handle them. Jimmy, who is 13, looked incredulous, and said to David, "Didn't your Pappy teach you all about cattle?" David had to admit it, and did not crack a smile. Finally, I heard the crash of the gate on their trailer and I knew that black bull was history on the Double Day Ranch. Hurrah!!
David was here to help get the bull into the trailer which ended up taking over two hours. Steve, who looks after the cattle, came first thing this morning to get the black bull into the front pasture and we kept him locked in with our longhorns. The owner, Harry, and his grandson, Jimmy, arrived to take the black bull to auction but first they had to load him on their trailer. The bull did not want to leave. The term bull headed is fitting. That bull was stubborn. Ken and I got tired of watching their fruitless efforts and sat by the fire pit to drank a glass of wine, leaving the three of them to figure it out.
At some point, David suggested they rest a minute. During the break, David commented to Harry and Jimmy, that he did not really like cattle and that he did not know how to handle them. Jimmy, who is 13, looked incredulous, and said to David, "Didn't your Pappy teach you all about cattle?" David had to admit it, and did not crack a smile. Finally, I heard the crash of the gate on their trailer and I knew that black bull was history on the Double Day Ranch. Hurrah!!
Friday, October 4, 2013
October 4, 2013. Harper, Texas. Best Laid Plans.
You know something will go wrong, despite your best efforts. That is the reason you try to get everything done early, so when things go awry, you have time to mend the damage. Usually, it is a matter of misunderstood communications.
The trailers come with pillows, enough for two beds per trailer. Lisa, the trailer lady told me and I read it, but what I did not know was one pillow per bed. I have allocated two couples per trailer along with some children, which each trailer needs at least four pillows per trailer and in some instance, more. I purchased 8 new pillows to add to the pillows that come with the 4 in each trailer, I thought, but it took until today that I realized my error. Ken suggested I ask Lisa to rent us more pillows, but they are totally out of pillows. I am on my own.
Now on my shopping list next Wednesday is to purchase 20 new pillows at Walmart. Fortunately, pillows can be very inexpensive.
As we speak, eight trailers have been installed at the ranch. They are all humming away keeping cool. Tomorrow, 4 more will arrive, followed on the last 2 on Monday. Soon we will be ready to have a celebration!!
The trailers come with pillows, enough for two beds per trailer. Lisa, the trailer lady told me and I read it, but what I did not know was one pillow per bed. I have allocated two couples per trailer along with some children, which each trailer needs at least four pillows per trailer and in some instance, more. I purchased 8 new pillows to add to the pillows that come with the 4 in each trailer, I thought, but it took until today that I realized my error. Ken suggested I ask Lisa to rent us more pillows, but they are totally out of pillows. I am on my own.
Now on my shopping list next Wednesday is to purchase 20 new pillows at Walmart. Fortunately, pillows can be very inexpensive.
As we speak, eight trailers have been installed at the ranch. They are all humming away keeping cool. Tomorrow, 4 more will arrive, followed on the last 2 on Monday. Soon we will be ready to have a celebration!!
Thursday, October 3, 2013
October 3, 2013. Harper, Texas. The Trailers.
Our front yard is beginning to look like a trailer park. Five were delivered today, strategically installed around the front. It was exciting watching them roll into the ranch.
I actually got very lucky. We have rented the trailers for one week, from Tuesday October 8 until Tuesday October 15. When we first booked the trailer two years ago, I asked how the company would arrange delivery and was told that the company only had two men who delivered the trailers. Every since that time, I have been asking if the trailers could be delivered as early as possible, to allow me to set up the trailers bit by bit, rather than all at once. Lisa, the trailer lady, was not sure because it has happened that the company hired several folks to bring the trailers all at once.
I just kept asking and thanking her for her courtesy. Finally, on Monday, she told me that the trailers would begin arriving on Thursday, four a day, with the final two coming on Monday, driven by their two employees. Everyone was happy, Pat the electrician most of all. He was there to meet the first trailer and started into his work. Earlier in the day, Pat had worked with us to site the trailers.
My nephew, Norm, told me that he had on his bucket list to live in a trailer park in Texas. His wish will soon be granted when he arrives for our 55th. He will indeed, be living in a trailer park in Texas.
I actually got very lucky. We have rented the trailers for one week, from Tuesday October 8 until Tuesday October 15. When we first booked the trailer two years ago, I asked how the company would arrange delivery and was told that the company only had two men who delivered the trailers. Every since that time, I have been asking if the trailers could be delivered as early as possible, to allow me to set up the trailers bit by bit, rather than all at once. Lisa, the trailer lady, was not sure because it has happened that the company hired several folks to bring the trailers all at once.
I just kept asking and thanking her for her courtesy. Finally, on Monday, she told me that the trailers would begin arriving on Thursday, four a day, with the final two coming on Monday, driven by their two employees. Everyone was happy, Pat the electrician most of all. He was there to meet the first trailer and started into his work. Earlier in the day, Pat had worked with us to site the trailers.
My nephew, Norm, told me that he had on his bucket list to live in a trailer park in Texas. His wish will soon be granted when he arrives for our 55th. He will indeed, be living in a trailer park in Texas.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
October 2, 2013. Harper, Texas. Expectations.
Tomorrow the first trailer will roll into our yard at the ranch. It will be the beginning of our celebration for our 55th anniversary. I will be excited to see the trailer enter the ranch. Up until now, everything I have done is not really concrete except for the practical purchases of cutlery, paper plates, water and ice. But all that is a bit like setting the table. It is not very interesting. Up until now, everything has been what was about to happen, at a time many months down the road, but tomorrow, it will become reality. This 55th celebration is becoming reality.
I always keep my emotions in check. My role is always to stay steady, nether getting excited or discouraged. For the past two years, I have been actively involved with planning and implementing this event but I have never gotten excited... until now. My expectations have always been that we will have a lovely time but not that I am full of grandiose ideas and excitement. Tomorrow, when the first trailer enters the ranch gate, I will be excited..and anxious.
I always keep my emotions in check. My role is always to stay steady, nether getting excited or discouraged. For the past two years, I have been actively involved with planning and implementing this event but I have never gotten excited... until now. My expectations have always been that we will have a lovely time but not that I am full of grandiose ideas and excitement. Tomorrow, when the first trailer enters the ranch gate, I will be excited..and anxious.
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
October 1, 2013. Harper, Texas. The Black Bull.
Twice the owner has come to retrieve his young bull and twice he has failed to take him home. This does not please us because as the bull calf is young right now, but soon he will get interested in our Longhorn cows. We certainly do not wish to mess up our strain of Longhorn cattle with this nondescript black calf with the white face. More importantly, longhorn cattle have small calves and are born without help from humans. They have been bred to live by themselves out on the pastures and survive the drought and the rains. The Angus cattle at the farm need lots of attention. During calving season, Brian visits the farm at least twice a day and often must assist in the delivery. This black bull with the white face looks more like an Angus than a Longhorn.
We need a cowboy on horseback to round up this bull calf. He jumped the fence into our pasture. Ken and I plus the owner and his grandson tried hard to find him this afternoon. The grandson saw him but the calf ran away. By law, the owner of the bull calf is required to remove the calf from our ranch. But how can you remove him if you can't catch him?
You can imagine the scene. Ken and I driving in the Mule followed by the old man and his grandson in their truck, all pretending to be cowboys. We were quite a sight but we were not successful. It was certainly an entertaining couple of hours.
We need a cowboy on horseback to round up this bull calf. He jumped the fence into our pasture. Ken and I plus the owner and his grandson tried hard to find him this afternoon. The grandson saw him but the calf ran away. By law, the owner of the bull calf is required to remove the calf from our ranch. But how can you remove him if you can't catch him?
You can imagine the scene. Ken and I driving in the Mule followed by the old man and his grandson in their truck, all pretending to be cowboys. We were quite a sight but we were not successful. It was certainly an entertaining couple of hours.
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