Another chapter in the adventures of SV Airspeed.
This is my first video edited using Pinnacle Studio 26 software. Found it at Staples and thought the price of $70 was about what I was willing to spend. It is intuitive and there are plenty of good tutorials online. The above video took about three hours to learn using just a few basic skills.
No monthly fees. Updates are automatic and keep the software current. The only downside is if my lap top pukes, I lose the software. Fine with me. Upside is that I have found a good introductory video editing tool that offers what I need for video editing and continued learning.
I fear the equivalent of parking my mind and body in the garage the last month and a half, regarding the order of the world, was not be a bad thing. Covered with dust and a little dingy from the distant, they still sit.
This morning while flipping digital pages of a world turning, I came across a meme or comment saying, the world we live in is doomed. From there the author headed for some happy news or concept of hope. Maybe. But doomed was what jumped out and stuck. But the dust and dinge seem more than I want to spend time on now just getting back up and running. I do not miss the bs. Combating doom is as easy as getting outside and tackling one of a hundred chores.
My wife is walking without a cane, continuing PT and gaining strength with the new hip. But, she will not be able to bend over for a few more months due that two muscles that had to be reattached in the replacement process.
Dropping things she cannot bend over and pick up, aggravates her. I tell her it is OK. We both drop things now and have for awhile. Part of getting older comes with fingers and hands that quit on their own accord. No warning or hint. They just quit holding on to a bottle cap, a fork, spoon or dishtowel. We have not dropped a cup of coffee yet, maybe because they come with a handle. Nor a bowl of soup, or dinner plate. I think it is only time though.
East neighbor brought over a dozen fresh eggs and a few home baked scones yesterday.
West neighbor has promised a helping of chicken stew this afternoon. Fresh cat fish fillets shared three days ago. He pointed to the distant field where he had dropped all the cleanings of the catfish caught that day. A few dozen buzzards were having their way with the leftovers. Buzzards are one of nature's wonders. They really are.
East Texas is cold this weekend. Thirty degrees for two nights. Windy. But son and friends up north have endured several feet of snow last week and now are entering the mud season. Asked if we missed all of that?
So, simple life tucked away in our corner of the world. Aging with aches and pains and often laughing at the times of our lives. We often catch each other shaking our heads with half-assed grin on our faces. We are becoming a comedy team.
Thanks for the visit. Have a wonderful week.