Sunday, December 25, 2022


Last weekend, early in the week.

ME:   "Still on storm duty?"
SON: "More than ever: 22 spans of wire down. Just rolled up on the job.            Pitch black.  
          Been all over New Hampshire for the past 48 hours." 

Big cold rolling across the country coming before Christmas.

Lineman will be out working in the weather to do their very best keeping the lights and heat on when the power goes out. Many will not be home for Christmas.

Drop off a box of coffee and a box of doughnuts if you happen upon a utility storm crew. Say thank you. Son says that folks who simply say thanks to them is reason enough to do what he does. "Nothing like seeing the power and lights come back on in a blacked-out neighborhood."



She saw some fellow advertising raisins on the net and was weaving bread/adding raisins. She decided to give it a try and 6 loaves later had it perfected. These loaves were the first so I think she got it right from the get go. 

Impossible for us not to sit down and not tear off a piece of warm bread right out of the oven and coat with melting butter. We did and it was grand. This bread shines as toast in the morning.

Several loafs gifted to neighbors and a couple set in the freezer. 

Cookies have been sent, have arrived and family happy to have a taste of old family cookies their mother and grandmother use to make. No one does this but my wife. The simplicity of simple homemade gifts. 

Local neighbors and folks who cross our lives through out the year. The smiles on the faces of our local refuse pick-up crew is always a gift.  A smiling "Merry Christmas" given and received.

The kitchen counter and table have been mostly cleared now. A real feeling of the Christmas spirit alive and well here in a small corner of east Texas.



I did not know how hearty broccoli was as a winter vegetable. The spots on the leaves above were wet spots from a colder than usual night. This floret is the second harvest. 

Nine degree temperatures coming the night I took this picture so all was harvested to include a cutting of the best looking leaves for dinner. Chopped, boiled and eaten with a touch of butter and salt. Very tasty and full of nutrition.

I plan to do a larger planting of this vegetable next fall. 



Check out this weather site. Add it to bookmarks as you can check anywhere on specific current weather. Excellent for this particular cold weather moving in from up north. 



Slept in this morning. First cup of coffee, several small gift exchange with my wife and both of us finding a Christmas card that tells of good love between husband and wife. Simple. 

Tradition continued this morning with my father's Swedish pancake recipe. Buttered and coated these with syrup. Stick a fork in the edge, roll it up and cut in three bites. Last a few seconds, but is heaven. Thanks dad!!

Last day and night here for the cold snap that covered the country. We weathered it all w/o issue. A little planning helped.  

Lineman son just called and is still on storm duty. They are heading up to the middle of NH. Said that yesterday, Christmas eve, there were  80,000 with out power in southern NH, this morning there are 9,000. 

He also said that he had just been raised up in the bucket when the micro burst rolled through southern NH the other day. He said limbs and debris were flying all around him as he rode out that wind gust. Also said that when all was said and done, the bucket truck could not move forward or backward due to all the downed trees and debris around them. Hell of an work office experience, huh?

He said the crew had just had breakfast, were heading out to pick up "truck groceries" and get to another repair site. Also said that the foreman has dinner reservations made for later tonight. Chinese. He will get a hot Christmas meal as will his crew. HT to the foreman for taking care of his crew. 

Wife delivered the last batch of cookies yesterday afternoon. Neighbor brought over 2 helpings of Crème Brule yesterday for our Christmas Eve treat. He bakes quite often and tries new recipes. We are a test bed for him and oh so happy to "be there for him." Just wonderful.

From east Texas, Merry Christmas. Say it with me: Merry Christmas. 

Appreciate your visit this day. 

Sunday, December 18, 2022


2nd cookie batch (oatmeal and cranberry) to share with family/close friends. 

Russian Tea Cakes getting first coat of powdered sugar. 

One-bite wonders!!



Yep, I do miss this particular day at the start of winter. First snow. I always enjoyed that moment. Would always prompt me to fill the wood box in the garage and plan accordingly to weather reports. 

Tortellini soup

Picture sent the same day from one of our very good friends who live a few miles away up there. 18" measured.

Flat bread below to accompany the soup. Yay! 

I would always ask if she was accepting company for lunch when she would share what was cooking on her stove. 

And yes, we would put on winter clothes and drive over for homemade soup/ bread and visit an afternoon away.  But if they had an 18" snow fall, we would have stayed home.

Meanwhile in east Texas (same day).

Last 2 pieces of fried catfish. Catfish has been nagging me for a few months to pick up a few fillets at the local market. My wife was giddy when I told her what I had brought home for dinner.




A nostalgic look back in time. I remember some of these names and attempts.


Eleven degrees forecasted later this coming week. That is cold in anyone's book, but in east Texas it is just not necessary!! I have lemon trees to cover and keep from freezing. Cats need extra blankets and a small heater will be kept on in the shop. A cold snap for a few day as Christmas visits this coming weekend. 

Son sent this picture on his 4th day of storm duty driving the roads of south west NH.  Looking for outages, downed lines etc. Easy to understand how snow load on tree limbs can take down power line. 

Surprised this year at the lack of Christmas card displays. Minimal at best and a gal working at one of my favorite stores was noticeably indifferent to not having ordered husband, wife, son, daughter and other assorted family Christmas cards. Her Christmas indifference was curious. I have not seen this before. 

Locally, prime rib on sale through Tuesday. Still high, but it will be quite awhile before we see lower prices again. BOGO deals. If they look good, a couple two-bone roasts are in order. 

Thanks for the visit this week. Days getting longer. The new year just around the corner. 

Sunday, December 11, 2022


 'Tis the season!!

All packaged and delivered by the week's end. And "no", I cannot sneak even one. Well, she did break two. I should not complain. 



Another day at the office. 



From Bustedknuckles.

It has been decades since stories of the flu season for us. And it is the Flu!! Textbook. Look it up. We checked every symptom box off. Everyone!!

I feel as though both my wife and I have finished this "go around." I still am not 100% for a long day with energy. But that is improving. The story from Bustedknuckles is very typical of those coming down with the flu this season. All the elderly neighbors here have had this or are finishing it up. 

Advice? Prepare and have all of the OTC items on hand. Honey, tea, chicken soup, parts and pieces and anything else you deem necessary. 

No need to get tested for C19. It is the flu. A personal opinion though. Experience here is that you will be on your own to get through this. Rest, fluids, repeat, repeat, repeat. And you will eat the north end of a south bound duck when your appetite returns. Best fully-cooked though!!

And if you get this, you will understand that you will not want to talk to anyone and have no visitors. If you think you will be back to work in two days; well, good luck with that. 

More important, anyone at work expecting you to come back soon ought to remember how apparently contagious this is. 

Wash hands again again again and stay away from crowds.



This article from The Burning Platform caught my eye yesterday and worth sharing. I am not sure what most folks are seeing, but our outings have been a trip to a doctor's appointment. A trip to the pharmacy. No other shopping.



Going after a squirrel in this pic. Looks well-fed and healthy. Nice animal.


MADISON BOAT WORKS  Sailing the Marquesas

Started their adventure in the San Juan Islands, Washington state. 

They publish once a month or so. Good videos to cast and watch. A sailing channel where we get to see a lot of sailing and their adventures. Relaxing and great photography.

It took me mere seconds after starting this video to sing out loud, "We got eighty feet of waterline, nicely making way."

Of course I had to watch this video and lyrics. A true story told in music. One of my favorite songs of all time!!

"The girl who twice ran away"


Strange weather for me this December in east Texas. Not Texas, it is me. I am used to the very defined and consistent seasons of NH and New England. 

The past weeks here have been wet, cloudy and dreary. Temperatures in the 40's, 50's and 60's. Can plant onions in a few weeks and with that, kick off another growing season. Days start getting longer. 

Ponds, pools and lakes are filling up. We comment daily on the need of the lands here for more rain. Fields are displaying noticeable greening.

A fresh bale of hay yesterday had just been rolled over the fence by a local rancher for a local neighbor. Took these two horses no time at all to get into it.

A good week. Twinges of the Christmas spirit delivering a few dozen home made cookies to local businesses who have treated us well from the day we arrived here. Smiles on faces. All replied "and a Merry Christmas to you."

Thanks for the visit this week. 

Sunday, December 4, 2022


"Picking up a load on a 230 kv"

Lineman talk for working a problem while the wires are hot. These guys actually become a part of the circuit. There are parts of the country where the electricity cannot be shut off to do a repair. There are only a few guys who can and will do this work. Son is one of them.

Say thanks to these fellows when you pass by. They very much appreciate that. On a cold cold morning, drop off a box of hot coffee, a few doughnuts. There are times that is all they will get to eat for hours on end. 


THE ENGLISH with Emily Blunt. On Prime. 

I care not what any critics give this mini series, it is a 10 out 10 all the way around. Emily Blunt is classic, not a snow flake and just watching her sit a horse is the icing on a cake. Excellent story. Excellent acting and a look into some realities of our early history.  Not for children. 

If you are tired of the crap that today is called entertainment, then this series will give you appreciation that there are still folks out there who know how to make a western movie with grit and an actress who can play a strong woman's role and who is at the top of her game!!



Nearing two weeks now. The Flu!! Hit us both two days before Thanksgiving. Text book. My wife went through all of this a little faster than I did. An immune system has been our savior and our ability to take care of ourselves. Liquids. Lots of rest. Energy levels just enough to get back to the couch or bed and sleep. 

Phones off. Drapes pulled. Gate closed. Neighbors have checked in and interesting to note most all have and are going through the same flu symptoms. Rest, liquids topped off with more rest. Just slow for all of us to get this all behind us.

The weather outside has been cold and rainy. Cold by Texas standards.  


A quick spurt of energy lasted long enough for her and me to get our basic Christmas decoration hung up on the gate for this season. This will be as good as it gets.  

Watch/listen a wonderful piano presentation of INTERSTELLAR 


Thanks for the visit. 

Monday, November 21, 2022



One of my favorite times of the day is the half hour after dinner. Time to sit and relax. Let the meal settle before I have to go outside to attend to evening chores.

Last week while my wife was on the phone “doing some splaining”, she got up, left the room and quickly returned with her .22 long rifle rifle. She handed it to me with one hand, covered the phone and said, “there is an armadillo in the front yard, go kill it.”

Putting the phone back to her ear without missing a beat. She had just tasked me to do murder; in the middle of my happy half hour; in our front yard.

Armadillos are nasty. They tear up a yard the way pigs tear up farmers' fields. Our yard has been hit hard and especially my wife's garden. Chockablock of divots large enough to easily trip over. She carries a hateful grudge. Plus walking parts of our yard is just like walking through a mine field of stumble.

I looked at her and she is pointing out the window. Pursed lips. 

I charge a round in the chamber and put the safety on. She is also showing me the shushing whisper sound with her finger. 

I walk out quietly and there it was. Meandering. Owning the yard. My yard. Our yard.

Oh how I longed for my shooting bench. I can pound nails with a .22 at 30 yards. But on this day, it appeared I had to shoot from a rifleman's standing position. There are trees nearby I can brace against, but that means moving and the damn armadillo is wary now. Crap!! I have to man up.

Rifle raised, left arm braced against my rib cage, sight picture shaky. Shaky is the key word to this whole story. If the .22 had full automatic and I had a large capacity magazine, I could have wreaked havoc. Armadillo heaven.

I calmed down, trying to find the still sight picture, pushed for all the correct shooting rules, breathing did slow the shaking but not really. As the sight picture passed through the kill shot, I squeezed. I did do that.

The dirt kicked up lower left of the armadillo and the damn thing jumped two feet straight up. It did I swear. Had no idea those animals had any physical attributes like that. Time slowed down. I thought, “ok, hit the ground” and I will take shot number two. Adjust aim point.

And I am not making this up just to enhance the story. At the instant the armadillo hit the ground it moved 20 feet to the left the exact say way the road runner disappears in a swirl of dust. From a fixed target, to airborne and then along the ground at lightening speed. Faster than it took you to read that last sentence.

I had failed.  I dropped the mag and shot the next loaded round into a large tree trunk. I did hit that. Stationary, large and not moving. One large dead pine tree for my efforts. I did the unloaded safety rifle drill and picked up the magazine.

Now the walk of shame. I gave my wife a failure sign walking back into the living room. Her man had failed her. I had failed myself. At best, I pissed off one armadillo.

No photo here of dead armadillo with the rifle resting across its carcass, me crouched on one knee with ballcap set to one side. Slight grin. Yea! Getting down to one knee!! Now there is a  dream.

The next day I took her rifle out to practice that shot. Stationary steel target, same distance. I was hitting the target, but shots were low left. Still the same shake and good trigger pull. Low left has plagued my for eternity. And yes I know the common mistakes. I have taught it to many students. How do I over come it. Shoot more often. Plink more often. Practice more often. But the shake!! That damn old man shake.

If that f'ing armadillo ever comes across my small shooting range, while I am set up on the bench, it will be doomed. But the armadillo lives in a different world.

There is a long brush line in the back yard from where the armadillo has exited at dusk. I have seen him several times, but never with rifle in hand or with a plan. I need a plan. Practice, practice practice!



I wish there was a good story to go along with the dent in the pan. 

Her just had me help get down the turkey pan. She set it out along with bread for dressing, pumpkin pie stuff and seasonings. 

She identified the turkey in the freezer that will come out Tuesday to start thawing. Bought an extra turkey last year because you just never know.  And yes, just because, we will fill the hole left by this turkey with an on sale Butterball. Might get a "hankering" for turkey in July. Actually making sure we have a turkey next year. 

Again media headlines say the same thing they said last year. Only the year has changed. "Gonna be the most expensive turkey dinner yadda yadda yadda." A constant media attempt to kill our holiday enjoyment and family gatherings.    

Just her and I with our turkey dinner. Usually is. Family in Dallas has invited us, but that is a long drive and back home late in the dark. We do not do driving in the traffic and dark any more that life mandates. And they are all invited here but the traffic and night driving plays the same for them. A phone call will do just fine. "Happy Thanksgiving!!"

Son up north will be a phone call and some time to catch up on life and living. 

And like every year, I am looking forward to all the "fixins." I look forward to taking the electric knife to one side of the turkey. I like the leg, meat falling off the bone, her a few slices of breast. Dressing, mashed potatoes all covered with gravy and that first bite of hot roll, buttered and drug through all the gravy till it is gone. The dinner will have officially begun for me. Turkey sandwiches the day after rank as high as the main meal. Pumpkin pie slice completely covered in whipping cream. Three days later, we will not want to hear the word turkey till a year has passed.

And within this meal time my wife and I will share the little things in life we are thankful for. A small prayer will start the meal and thanks will be given from our hearts. The simple things in life. Loving and being loved. Great friends/friendships/family. 77 years and 70 years. How fast they have come and gone. Every day now more precious than the ones before. 

The very best Thanksgiving to all of you have stopped by to visit over the years. God Bless.

I'll leave you with this. 

From son:

"Our first deer steaks smothered in onions and other great tasting seasonings. Homemade French fries and Brussel sprouts."


Sunday, November 13, 2022


Middle New Hampshire, election morning. Ten point, 190 pounds. From a kneeling position looking down hill.

Me:  "Were you sitting on one of your shooting benches?"

In her words via text message:

"I was actually, but mostly just to stay hidden. I was the top of the hill outback looking down.

Okay, I can give you the full story. I let the dog out through the shop only to pee so we wouldn't make noise. No outside lights on. Then I put on my hunting clothes after leaving them in the cedar closet to keep my human scent down.

Went out the front porch with gun to not make a sound. Loaded and cocked my gun, safety on and crept up the driveway slow and methodically. Stopping if I made a twig snap.

I crept up the path to a concealed position making sure to stay behind a tree in front of me. Then I moved slowly over to the bench for cover. I stayed there for 30 minutes until it was light enough to see.

Saw legs, thought it was a cow and mentally argued with myself about how a cow could be down there. Then I realized it was the buck. 

I made a noise clicking off my safety and he looked up. I got terrified that he saw me and was going to run. Adrenaline started to pump and my arms shake. I had to get my breathing under control so I would not miss. Then I took the shot.

He ran off. I reloaded again and took chase. I followed in the woods. No hair, no blood. I saw a downed tree and thought it was him. I started to whoop then realized it was a tree and laughed at myself. 

Then I looked to another spot and found him lying down about 30 yards from the shot. I started to yell with happiness.

I kicked him to make sure he was dead because my dad went to stick one once that was playing dead after the shot and almost got him with its horns. 

It was a great moment realizing I shot the biggest rack like I was hoping for and ran back to the house to tell my fiancée. 

I marked the deer by putting my orange hat on him so I could find him when we got back." 

"Yeah. It was my very first gutting alone. I did damn good per my dad's teachings. I video chatted with him and showing him my work. "

Deer season in Texas too. Most all of our friends are out hunting or someone in their family is. Yep!! Skill sets.


Water stand progress.

Nearing completion of water filter stand. Just a shelf to add to hold filtered water, stain and apply oil finish. Wife is very happy with this little piece of furniture. 

Just found this this morning on NC Renegades from Sarah Connor. A twitter post, give it a few moments to load. 

Not sure if this will ever make the evening news. Worth the quick read and keeping an eye on this story. If this is true, how can this country move ahead?


A 12 minute video from The Patriot Nurse. Elections opinion. 


Short post this week. Thanks for the visit. Have a blessed week. 

Sunday, November 6, 2022


Still available from the net for delivery. For all the right reasons, should the need arise where we have to be self sufficient in the event of a small injury. Just as possible, to be able to help a neighbor.

As an older man, my skin has gotten thinner on my arms and tears at the slightest scrape or cut. I bleed. I bruise. I heal. Putting a good band aid on the wound no longer works as taking the band aid off also can take a chunk of skin with it.  

All of my life, my forearms have borne the brunt of protecting me from things like doors closing in my face, falling objects or unexpected items coming at me. Reflex response. 

Today, those responses are alive and well, but the simplest of reflex protective response quite often ends in some bleeding wound. These above wound seal have been tested, used and work wonderfully.

Quite often, I do not even know I have injured myself until I see blood running down my arm or my wife asked me what in the hell did I to myself.

A fellow neighbor is also an older gentleman and experiences similar bleeding from similar wounds. We have shared a few of the smaller packets with him and he now swears by them. Carries packets on the tractors when out in the fields working. 


An early morning gift. 



I have not had this kind of success with broccoli before.

Hearty, resists the cold and in doing so, produces sugar in the process. The leaves become sweeter. Most important to me is the longer term of my garden feeding us on a daily basis. Steamed, sautéed or wilted in a salad. The broccoli plant feeds before and after the florets are harvested. More will be planted next season. Optimistic, huh??



Part of a lineman's on the road goods. Departing early in the morning for a job a few states west. Right smack dead in the heart of the beast. High end work with energized power lines. 

Dad will worry but he tells me not to. Has good guys with him and all well trained and grounded in the times of our lives. But a dad worries.



Gluing finished frame today. Having fun and good for the head. 



Lanny Wilson - Heart like a truck.

I would listen to more county western like this. 


ARTIST TALENT I wish I could draw like this. 

FROM NC RENEGADES . I hope we are wrong. Short video. 

Maybe park information like this in some, not too far off, corner of our minds. 


A good week in east Texas. Some rain that was greatly needed. Temperatures wonderful. Winter is coming. 

Gas fireplace on to take the morning chill out of the house. 

But the elephant in the room is getting larger. No October surprise. As of today with elections 2 days away, no red flag or EOTW catastrophe that I know of. 

Lots of local shooting around us yesterday and last night. Loud booms. But this is not out of the ordinary. Could be feral pig hunting or just plinking. Normal Saturday night in East Texas. 

Folks I visit with up north, locally and day in and day out, chatter with my wife, find growing concerns for coming upheaval. Blog chatter is of a red wave. I would expect this using common sense from experiences of the population these last two years.  Change for the better of country and all folks. But common sense, as I see it, just might be for old men. 

Folks up north talk of empty shelves in the stores. Here in east Texas all seems normal. I think because we are closer to food belts and food production. Prices are up, but availability appears ok. May be that it is that there are more small stores and markets to shop. Most dollar stores are well stocked.

But if there is indeed a real diesel shortage, it is just a matter of time.  

Two days to mid-terms. We have voted and at our place of voting we were told that early turn out is very high. But I wish they were hand counted.

I appreciate your visit. I do. Put in last minute items as you see fit. Love those close to you and be kind to others who pass through your days. Stay away from crowds. Do one thing you have been putting off for weeks now. 

Say a few prayers even if you do not know how to pray. Give it a shot. Just you and God. He hears. Yep. 

Sunday, October 30, 2022


Blending In


Caught on Camera

Fallow deer taken recently during a deer herd thinning hunt on a private reserve in Texas. All deer taken are dressed out and the meat donated to Hunters For The Hungry.

Fishing pole rack nearing completion

Gifted to neighbor and installed

Looks very cool full of poles

Son installed a pellet stove recently in the old home. With fuel prices through the roof and being rationed, this will prove to be another option helping to keep the home warm this winter. 

For the past month, I have seen articles on the lack of chocolate available. But in the local stores the shelves are overstocked with chocolate candy. 

If the "tricker treaters" show up, we are ready.


I agree. I also remember these growing up. 

To this day simple things take me back to those days. But, as I have said before, the sandwich has to be on fresh bread with mayonnaise, salt and pepper. 



But with one day left in the month, there is still time for me to be wrong. 

My money is still on false flags coming soon. Elections. I just do not know.

Thanks for the visit this week. God Bless and keep on keepin' on!!

Sunday, October 23, 2022


 Nearing completion. 

Couple small flaws to fix; one more cross board on the bottom to keep fishing pole handles set forward in their holes and helping to tilt poles to the rear in the top keepers. Whew.

I have enjoyed getting lost in this. 

Shelves inside my small shop next. Will be a great addition to get "stuff" off of work benches. 



How to help kick start WWIII.

Practicing for war with Russia? Yep!!


A good read from Fred. It has been years for me reading any of his stuff. Take a few minutes and read.


East Texas Rain

12 seconds of rain last Sunday. Lasted four hours and simple pleasures of watching the rain fall and the land soaking it up. We need this here. More promised tomorrow. The little things in life, huh? 

Heads up. Have a blessed week and yes, thanks for the visit.  

Sunday, October 16, 2022


Hands/head with fishing poles, reels, bait and visiting nearby pools this week.

Thanks for the quick visit.   

Sunday, October 9, 2022


Pool Fishing
Ponds are called pools in Texas

Might not look like a place for exciting fishing. But the day before, a catfish took my buddies pole and reel off the bank and into the pool. He got it back later by fishing for the fishing pole. Yes, the catfish was still attached. A good fishing story. Lots of "yahooing" and laughing. I so love to laugh. 

But on this night, just a couple crappie. A cold beer and lots of man fishing talk. 

SV Airspeed

Bottom paint completed and waiting 6 days for it all to cure. I think this sail boat is art beyond words. This vessel is "good to go" under the water line for the next few years plus will pick up an extra knot of speed. 


Project progress

On the bench.

Project complete.

Her vision from the find of an old wheelbarrow wheel two months ago: to have an old wheelbarrow yard display full of yellow mums. Mission complete!



I have shared this video before. A great video showing how rotor blades are constantly changing pitch/angle of attack to equalize lift around the  spinning rotor system. Thank you, Igor.

FYI. A helicopter rotor system has to have equal lift around the flying disc of rotor blades. Thus, the reason for the constant changing of angle of attack during all flight. 

There are more factors and aerodynamic issues that come into play and here is a good video showing and explaining one issue associated with helicopter rotor systems. RETREATING BLADE STALL. 


So much chatter this week regarding use of nuclear weapons. 

How bad could it really be? Just asking on behalf of the world peeps.

Keep your heads up for False Flags. 


Short post this week. Been busy with life stuff and interrupted sleep. 

Keep on keeping on. God bless.