somewhere in the depths of summer
lawns got mowed, swims got swum
kids came and went
there was music and light
lots of paint and constructing
in preparation for the seasons
and the years
to come
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Fall has settled in
yep, so it is...has been a beautiful summer here, the weather so breezy and fine, plenty of sun..this now having given forth to rain, not quite in buckets yet, but still, a good bit of it, things having greened up from the prospect, I do wonder about the numbers of animals at my home...another dog, Gino, who came to us as a casualty of the highway. he's doing well. just had a little drink of water as I sit here in the Visitor's Center, having put out the sandwich board announcing 'tourist information' and the arrow at the lower end of the board pointing to the open sign and the entry door...yep, it's wet and drizzly and there's changes afoot. the little couple that rents Michelina Haus are looking for new quarters. The piano never made it to the 'reef' and is still encased in the garage at Michelina Haus..well, they have a new baby now and it's all a bit much on them, being responsible for that place..so I have to decide how to manage it, if I should move back there, as the 'reef' isn't quite the 'reef' without some children in it...my large-bodied foster son having returned to his biofamily early in the summer..did get it approved for residency, however, the 'reef' and I think it would be the better of the two locations, but that begs the question of what to do with Michelina Haus..as it doesn't seem possible to actually sell it in this market, being as there are places for sale but few for rent. I haven't had the best of luck renting it, this current couple well, they were tidy enough in the main house but the garage with the things stored there was chronically out of hand most of the time...looking like a great jumble of stuff with ripe garbage here and there...and, whatever, was fun to redo the floors, still need more work there as I located some floor tile for the kitchen to replace the kitchen carpet in that area, but I found this longtime leak under the floor in the laundry, no doubt coming from the pipe to the washing machine, so that will have to be fixed...and the bathroom sink drain is slow again, want to pour some drano down that, but then again, I want to see how my handiwork turned out in the bookroom, where I restored the hardwood floor and varathaned..haven't been back to see how it looks because I haven't been able to communicate with the young couple, they're holed up in there, not talking, which is a difficult situation because I can't find the lease agreement we all signed...I just have to sort papers for a day and it'll turn up I think, meanwhile, I miss having kids in the house, it's very quiet at home with the dogs and the roughed up cat, who was also hit by a car and now has this ludicrous appendage for a tail since it seems it's been destroyed by the injury and is wanting to drop right off. Cat is much better, fed several times a day small meals and lots of sleep has gotten him restored but he's definitely shaken to the core and I can't see him having the tail surgically removed without a great shock to his already weak system. So we let him lay about, resting as he will, getting many pets and encouragement. He couldn't walk at first, like the little dog, but they're both up and about now, steadily building strength.
There was another young couple interested in buying Michelina Haus but in talking to their extended family I wonder if they could actually see it through. I suppose I ought to get in touch with my brother's friend, the realtor in Port Angeles and see about listing it as my broker here is very busy with a substitute teaching position in Neah Bay for the next few months. She had advised me to find a young family for that house and they'd probably end up buying it, which I thought was going to be the case but has turned out rather unpleasantly instead, so I think maybe just list it and let it go. I went round and round on this topic just this morning with a financial advisor who kind of put the ball in my court as far as being aggressive about it but I don't know that I have a clear understanding of it all even yet, as I drive by the house and see it occupied but with no guarantee of how things will be resolved.
Meanwhile, I have been attending EMT training and going out on ambulance calls. This day I am wearing a radio with microphone in case an alarm goes off. Just checked it to see that I'm getting the signal properly and I am. Yesterday was at the firehall helping inventory stock in both ambulances. There was a discussion of rate of pay for going on a call and it sounds like ten dollars a volunteer per trip. So far I've been on about five of those but I'm thinking as a volunteer student, I probably don't get that as yet. Here comes some visitors to the Visitor Center, 'hello'...
I tell them about the Slip Point lighthouse installation, that isn't really a lighthouse but is a grand old dormitory type building housing two families currently that avails itself of some parking and beachcombing which they say they've seen but didn't find an actual lighthouse structure, which there isn't. The weather continues overcast and I've been here just short of an hour already. Sunset is at 6:50 p.m. today, sunrise having been at 7:20 a.m., which is pretty darn late after the 5:30 am sunrises of the summer. I've had a late breakfast/early luncheon of banana bread and vanilla ice cream with my conversational friend and I don't feel the need of sustenance although if for lack of anything better to do, I might want some.
I've just put out the donations jar which I thought of doing while the visitors were here but don't want to seem aggressive about it. I realize I've forgotten the novel I was given to read at the chatty friend house and wonder if I'm up for lolling with a book in hand when there's so much to be done at Mermaid's Reef/Willison Cottage, which has had a new version of the roof installed in the late end of summer and still bleeds from the gills in regret of my apprentice skills. I'm happy with the ceiling in the affected bedroom but now that the cool weather is upon us, I feel the need to brace myself for the chill to come, so I'll be looking at the wiring under the house in terms of how in the heck did the dishwasher get installed? and while at it, plan the application of insulation to the areas affected by the coolness. There's also a drainfield to install under the front windows, along the foundation, where I have a wonderfully green flexible (sort of)hose to lay to catch water wanting to roll under the house and instead be tubed to the backyard and a catchment already in place there. All summer the creek was cleaned and cleared and fortified along its banks and it's doing well except for one spot where I planted forsythia in hopes I could garden prettily there next summer. I still have some rugged frame boards to put up on the back eve of the little garage (Willison's Cottage, I suppose I could call it) but I tremor at the thought of being on a ladder there with those heavy boards, although I did put up twenty' fascia on the back of the house while working on the roof, so I know I could do it. There's a gutter needing to go there as well and the garage itself has a dresser that needs to go in the bedroom off the kitchen, some carpeting that might do under the house till I get to the insulation business but that capped wire that was running the dishwasher off a 110 outlet, well, when I found out what had been done there, I disabled that arrangement and it needs to be done properly, so there's a matter of priority in how all this is achieved, of course.
Not thinking of returning to Michelina Haus but am thinking about the trip to Phoenix coming up for the delivery of my daughter's baby. I'd want any foster kids that come into my care before then to be properly supervised and that has been achieved in that there is a person standing by for that assignment and she says she'd stay there with the kids while I was away being the new grandmother. However, the kids aren't with me as yet so I don't know if that will come about before I have to be in Phoenix. And with the weather the way it now is, I'd as soon as go now as later, but my daughter wants me to help her become a new mother, assist with the new baby needs, and that wouldn't be necessary until the baby is home. Home for him at the moment is still riding around in his mother's womb. Frankly, she sounds a little fatigued at this point though she plans to continue to work until she delivers. She's feeling rather large now, I think, by the way she talks, her feet hurt and she says she thinks about foot massages a lot.
So I could fly down and rub her feet or I could wait until a little closer to the due date, which is the current plan. Meanwhile, I want to get my house in order for new foster kids, it pretty much is, having gone through the home inspection and visit from the licensing person, who's very nice. I don't have my renewed license in hand as yet but I'm sure it will be along shortly, as my training requires and so on are more than adequate. I do feel a little uneasy at the state Michelina Haus is currently in and last night at the firehall I sat next to my former neighbor when I lived in that residence. I felt uneasy being next to her as I find her somewhat of a burden these days with her overwhelming ability to be outspoken on any subject. It was unnerving. I listened to her for years, she was a good neighbor to me but she has always been like that and I have so much more rapport with my new neighbors. We're always doing fun things together, not like this neighbor, who has to run off and work 'in her room' at school most of the time. I think she hides there but that's her choice. Now it's the young couple soon to be gone that are in MH and with that in mind I wonder what's next for that house.
and it's quarter after one. i have a meeting at 7 at the Sekiu Center, I could put in a good block of time at Mermaid's Reef putting the other desk actually it's the Graham desk in the area where I now I have the computer, filing papers according to subject and not to convenience, setting up some groundrules for myself on what bills to pay (hehe, like there's funds to do that!!) always worrying about money more than I should...well, so be it..I could close up here now that I've had some visitors...decisions, decisions...
There was another young couple interested in buying Michelina Haus but in talking to their extended family I wonder if they could actually see it through. I suppose I ought to get in touch with my brother's friend, the realtor in Port Angeles and see about listing it as my broker here is very busy with a substitute teaching position in Neah Bay for the next few months. She had advised me to find a young family for that house and they'd probably end up buying it, which I thought was going to be the case but has turned out rather unpleasantly instead, so I think maybe just list it and let it go. I went round and round on this topic just this morning with a financial advisor who kind of put the ball in my court as far as being aggressive about it but I don't know that I have a clear understanding of it all even yet, as I drive by the house and see it occupied but with no guarantee of how things will be resolved.
Meanwhile, I have been attending EMT training and going out on ambulance calls. This day I am wearing a radio with microphone in case an alarm goes off. Just checked it to see that I'm getting the signal properly and I am. Yesterday was at the firehall helping inventory stock in both ambulances. There was a discussion of rate of pay for going on a call and it sounds like ten dollars a volunteer per trip. So far I've been on about five of those but I'm thinking as a volunteer student, I probably don't get that as yet. Here comes some visitors to the Visitor Center, 'hello'...
I tell them about the Slip Point lighthouse installation, that isn't really a lighthouse but is a grand old dormitory type building housing two families currently that avails itself of some parking and beachcombing which they say they've seen but didn't find an actual lighthouse structure, which there isn't. The weather continues overcast and I've been here just short of an hour already. Sunset is at 6:50 p.m. today, sunrise having been at 7:20 a.m., which is pretty darn late after the 5:30 am sunrises of the summer. I've had a late breakfast/early luncheon of banana bread and vanilla ice cream with my conversational friend and I don't feel the need of sustenance although if for lack of anything better to do, I might want some.
I've just put out the donations jar which I thought of doing while the visitors were here but don't want to seem aggressive about it. I realize I've forgotten the novel I was given to read at the chatty friend house and wonder if I'm up for lolling with a book in hand when there's so much to be done at Mermaid's Reef/Willison Cottage, which has had a new version of the roof installed in the late end of summer and still bleeds from the gills in regret of my apprentice skills. I'm happy with the ceiling in the affected bedroom but now that the cool weather is upon us, I feel the need to brace myself for the chill to come, so I'll be looking at the wiring under the house in terms of how in the heck did the dishwasher get installed? and while at it, plan the application of insulation to the areas affected by the coolness. There's also a drainfield to install under the front windows, along the foundation, where I have a wonderfully green flexible (sort of)hose to lay to catch water wanting to roll under the house and instead be tubed to the backyard and a catchment already in place there. All summer the creek was cleaned and cleared and fortified along its banks and it's doing well except for one spot where I planted forsythia in hopes I could garden prettily there next summer. I still have some rugged frame boards to put up on the back eve of the little garage (Willison's Cottage, I suppose I could call it) but I tremor at the thought of being on a ladder there with those heavy boards, although I did put up twenty' fascia on the back of the house while working on the roof, so I know I could do it. There's a gutter needing to go there as well and the garage itself has a dresser that needs to go in the bedroom off the kitchen, some carpeting that might do under the house till I get to the insulation business but that capped wire that was running the dishwasher off a 110 outlet, well, when I found out what had been done there, I disabled that arrangement and it needs to be done properly, so there's a matter of priority in how all this is achieved, of course.
Not thinking of returning to Michelina Haus but am thinking about the trip to Phoenix coming up for the delivery of my daughter's baby. I'd want any foster kids that come into my care before then to be properly supervised and that has been achieved in that there is a person standing by for that assignment and she says she'd stay there with the kids while I was away being the new grandmother. However, the kids aren't with me as yet so I don't know if that will come about before I have to be in Phoenix. And with the weather the way it now is, I'd as soon as go now as later, but my daughter wants me to help her become a new mother, assist with the new baby needs, and that wouldn't be necessary until the baby is home. Home for him at the moment is still riding around in his mother's womb. Frankly, she sounds a little fatigued at this point though she plans to continue to work until she delivers. She's feeling rather large now, I think, by the way she talks, her feet hurt and she says she thinks about foot massages a lot.
So I could fly down and rub her feet or I could wait until a little closer to the due date, which is the current plan. Meanwhile, I want to get my house in order for new foster kids, it pretty much is, having gone through the home inspection and visit from the licensing person, who's very nice. I don't have my renewed license in hand as yet but I'm sure it will be along shortly, as my training requires and so on are more than adequate. I do feel a little uneasy at the state Michelina Haus is currently in and last night at the firehall I sat next to my former neighbor when I lived in that residence. I felt uneasy being next to her as I find her somewhat of a burden these days with her overwhelming ability to be outspoken on any subject. It was unnerving. I listened to her for years, she was a good neighbor to me but she has always been like that and I have so much more rapport with my new neighbors. We're always doing fun things together, not like this neighbor, who has to run off and work 'in her room' at school most of the time. I think she hides there but that's her choice. Now it's the young couple soon to be gone that are in MH and with that in mind I wonder what's next for that house.
and it's quarter after one. i have a meeting at 7 at the Sekiu Center, I could put in a good block of time at Mermaid's Reef putting the other desk actually it's the Graham desk in the area where I now I have the computer, filing papers according to subject and not to convenience, setting up some groundrules for myself on what bills to pay (hehe, like there's funds to do that!!) always worrying about money more than I should...well, so be it..I could close up here now that I've had some visitors...decisions, decisions...
Monday, July 4, 2011
Happy 4th of July...
it's one of those days that we rarely get, the heat making a shimmer on the top of the truck parked out front of the visitor center...and I'm in here sitting the visitor center until two or so, depending how quiet it is, how few people stop by, only two so far, plus the plat waterers (2), the kids next door (several) and my cleaning partner and her three dogs...
so what's new? just looked at my daughter's facebook page and saw her pictures from Hawaii, where they went in February. Lookin' good. I suppose I should dust off my resume and so on, get busy finding the on line singles network again but I just don't feel like it. I dunno...I am going to have to get the sticks out of the mud, literally...not a real challenge where I sit..
have one guest browsing the shelves here..looked at movies and so on...but wasn't impressed by much of it...should check to see that the minutes were received...
so what's new? just looked at my daughter's facebook page and saw her pictures from Hawaii, where they went in February. Lookin' good. I suppose I should dust off my resume and so on, get busy finding the on line singles network again but I just don't feel like it. I dunno...I am going to have to get the sticks out of the mud, literally...not a real challenge where I sit..
have one guest browsing the shelves here..looked at movies and so on...but wasn't impressed by much of it...should check to see that the minutes were received...
Thursday, June 30, 2011
just had to do one MORE blog...
well, I'm falling asleep in the chair these days, been past two at LaPush, home of part of the Twilight saga on film, while I talk about 'twilight' from another medium...clears throat...anyways, at seminar featuring the seminal lawyers Rubin and White, never was one to give Jerry any credence because I feel that he opted us out for the stockmarket but that's me, what do I know about myfive hundred bucks a while back, hehe...griping...and...that's probably kind of Peurtoriccin of me, meaning some strange bacteriosis that makes me sneeze when I wake up and when I read the paper, exploit myself...again
I was talking about seminal lawyers and how to drone into us the concepts that we walk away from the strategy w ith...which was, for me, hahahah, this is so characteristic of my anarchist ways, the street leading up to the state prison is lined with cop cars and barricades...yeah, they shut the jail down while I was learning about the DMV dumb violence...nope, they actually had to cruise some timber, olfren did the tire blowout I g uess he probably feels bad but hey man, you do what you gotta due, borscht squirting everywhere, I guess I needed to fart...nah...no comment on that but last week it was Kenny, who killed Kenny? guess Kenny killed himself and couldn't be revived...so I don't want to talk about death, talking more about the fact the sun hasn't shined in almost a week and it's s ummer, darn...and I'm looking up Madams Organ on the web to see if our gallery is listed anywhere and you know it's a bar where Hagerhorst used to live (about) and we were on the top floor and that was our studio and I wonder if they saved my painting wall that got all pretty and some plaster missing after I did 'the Housewife's middle'...a delicate piece I don't know if it survived but anyways, at this seminar yesterday I did I dunno howmany nice little drawings of even the American flag (Yeah, Paul B..., hehe) that will be a cute 4th of July greeting card if I ever get near a color printer...maybe, it's an odd size and might maybe make stock account of itself - who knows...well...I was going to write about 'the wave' that's over at the 3Srs..where I live next door to...and it's a chilling piece wherein you know you could drown in t he sea but you won't because you're just looking at it...which is maybe the culmination of my .wav studies I don't know...probably not, because one of my drawings yesterday was again .wav...
I call it the computer language sound file definition because...I can!!!
and, about art in general, they got me chairing the art show for Clallam Bay Sekiu Days...can I screw that up? yeah, no I hpe not...June is in Italy, like I ever get to do anything that exciting...yeah well, good for her...she'll give me the rundown next week if I make it to painters' circle (I should, I don't know how many times in a month they can barricade the road into that place...oh, that reminds me, I left a painting there in the IMU where I was clerk for so many years, like the housewife's middle, this was Boxers of Rusty...I should think...blue and w hite stripe, only thing I could let myself put into it because the rest was shetl..not to beconfused with ponying up...for a kiss, at that time)
but you see where my mind was, probably in Dylan's private collection by now, and then there's a couple of canvasses and door panels on the back deck where I've set up MY TABLE OF PAINTING, if the sun would ever shine and it would get WARM enough to work back there, yeah right who cares about temperature except last winter the snow was blowing in over the washer/dryer,. brr chilly
so I got paints somewhat, a geranium study that could be lovely if it weren't so 'twilighty'..very palecouple angry slash and burners but they're ok if a splotch of orange got into them...kind of going twombly therein and there but haven't got stupid shoes on today just clunky ones...(figure it out)
soI guess I could attend to the other blogs herein and maybe generate some visual from it if I ever photographed anything to load into the puter...which is a possibility
3srs has also the 'garage at willison cottage' as seen from the plant point of view (they're all over the place) these I did for the memorial day sale they had then, everybody's bringing their rummage and I'm toting over some major work just in time to close it up, I think we had potluck and wine and celebrated that I was painting seriously, which, as a salon de refuse member includes the fact I worked in recycle for the prison system in this state, hehe...that was the biggest studio I've had so far actually, and I did dance and drawing and music and folded up lots of cardboard...
so to my fellow artists and musicians of the madams organ era...I know you're out there, I emailed the bbrains recently on my space, wonder if HR ever got back to me, don't know...like, today is today and so on...fetish me to the next blog...(it's my shoes that are weird)/k
I was talking about seminal lawyers and how to drone into us the concepts that we walk away from the strategy w ith...which was, for me, hahahah, this is so characteristic of my anarchist ways, the street leading up to the state prison is lined with cop cars and barricades...yeah, they shut the jail down while I was learning about the DMV dumb violence...nope, they actually had to cruise some timber, olfren did the tire blowout I g uess he probably feels bad but hey man, you do what you gotta due, borscht squirting everywhere, I guess I needed to fart...nah...no comment on that but last week it was Kenny, who killed Kenny? guess Kenny killed himself and couldn't be revived...so I don't want to talk about death, talking more about the fact the sun hasn't shined in almost a week and it's s ummer, darn...and I'm looking up Madams Organ on the web to see if our gallery is listed anywhere and you know it's a bar where Hagerhorst used to live (about) and we were on the top floor and that was our studio and I wonder if they saved my painting wall that got all pretty and some plaster missing after I did 'the Housewife's middle'...a delicate piece I don't know if it survived but anyways, at this seminar yesterday I did I dunno howmany nice little drawings of even the American flag (Yeah, Paul B..., hehe) that will be a cute 4th of July greeting card if I ever get near a color printer...maybe, it's an odd size and might maybe make stock account of itself - who knows...well...I was going to write about 'the wave' that's over at the 3Srs..where I live next door to...and it's a chilling piece wherein you know you could drown in t he sea but you won't because you're just looking at it...which is maybe the culmination of my .wav studies I don't know...probably not, because one of my drawings yesterday was again .wav...
I call it the computer language sound file definition because...I can!!!
and, about art in general, they got me chairing the art show for Clallam Bay Sekiu Days...can I screw that up? yeah, no I hpe not...June is in Italy, like I ever get to do anything that exciting...yeah well, good for her...she'll give me the rundown next week if I make it to painters' circle (I should, I don't know how many times in a month they can barricade the road into that place...oh, that reminds me, I left a painting there in the IMU where I was clerk for so many years, like the housewife's middle, this was Boxers of Rusty...I should think...blue and w hite stripe, only thing I could let myself put into it because the rest was shetl..not to beconfused with ponying up...for a kiss, at that time)
but you see where my mind was, probably in Dylan's private collection by now, and then there's a couple of canvasses and door panels on the back deck where I've set up MY TABLE OF PAINTING, if the sun would ever shine and it would get WARM enough to work back there, yeah right who cares about temperature except last winter the snow was blowing in over the washer/dryer,. brr chilly
so I got paints somewhat, a geranium study that could be lovely if it weren't so 'twilighty'..very palecouple angry slash and burners but they're ok if a splotch of orange got into them...kind of going twombly therein and there but haven't got stupid shoes on today just clunky ones...(figure it out)
soI guess I could attend to the other blogs herein and maybe generate some visual from it if I ever photographed anything to load into the puter...which is a possibility
3srs has also the 'garage at willison cottage' as seen from the plant point of view (they're all over the place) these I did for the memorial day sale they had then, everybody's bringing their rummage and I'm toting over some major work just in time to close it up, I think we had potluck and wine and celebrated that I was painting seriously, which, as a salon de refuse member includes the fact I worked in recycle for the prison system in this state, hehe...that was the biggest studio I've had so far actually, and I did dance and drawing and music and folded up lots of cardboard...
so to my fellow artists and musicians of the madams organ era...I know you're out there, I emailed the bbrains recently on my space, wonder if HR ever got back to me, don't know...like, today is today and so on...fetish me to the next blog...(it's my shoes that are weird)/k
Saturday, June 25, 2011
I think this is my Third Experience in Blogging
Good thing I can type fast because when it comes to writing on these empty cyberpages, it's as though there is a forest of unseen trees to regrow by using the space available to blabber on about whatever. Like today, cooking...what a joy... There's been a surefit (a lot of) of pumpkin, so I made a pumpkin/applesauce pie with a bit of fresh egg (right from the chicken), some dry milk with real cold water, kind of a thick mixture of the milk, no sugar, I made the crust. It was good. I think my mother is dropping by. Oop, she did...that I don't call often enough, but she can't remember I wasn't sitting next to her at the Seniors' Luncheon yesterday. I had to go to town. She has a terrible time processing communicated speech, vocal. Her head wobbles and she's saying 'huh', doesn't know what you've just said. Kind of endearing, kind of frustrating, kind of a passage of acceptance that she is checking out a little at a time. Well, meanwhile, she's driving and competent at most things but she doesn't cook anymore. While I meanwhile, have benefit this morning from a salmon rarebit with bacon on the side, two lean pizzas with fresh mushroom, hamburger, pastrami, Irish cheddar, Tillamook cheddar, parmesan, a little olive oil, some cumin...that's a different one, it's usually a layer of oregano and minced garlic but I was enjoying the notion I'd had last night of making a ravioli pasta with a filling of crushed walnut and fell asleep dreaming of what besides the walnut...well there had to be a bit of that nice Irish hard cheddar and something like a hazelnut oil to keep it together, and a sauce of something hearty, like the stock of a chicken I suppose, although with a vegetarian niece I am challenged..
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