Time flies...
I can't believe it's over a month since I posted here. Where does the time go to? Many times I've thought of sitting and putting something up, but there's always been something else I needed to get done. Maybe this will be easier to keep current when the winter arrives, when all of those tasks related to the yard and garden etc won't be around. I really shouldn't be wishing for the winter to come, because around here that means a lot of inconvenience from the snow/ice, not to mention the frigid temperatures one needs to navigate in.
It's the last of my 3 days off, back to work tomorrow (Saturday is my "Monday"), and no doubt I'll have that same feeling others get when they return to work on Mondays. I've had a good time off though, in part because I get 3 days off (because I work a 4 x 10 hour shift), and also because I've been able to achieve a lot. I'm basically a lazy bloke, and it's not hard to give in to that tired feeling that seems to make its way into my body on my days off. But this time I made sure I got out and did some things, though the rain came unexpectedly today, and the lawn won't be mowed now because of that.
Enough about all of that though...time for some musings. I know one thing I was going to mention was how one can be a long distance from one's home, and yet have some connection made to that place. I was at my fav coffee shop a couple of weeks ago, and was reading a locally produced rag called Graffiti, which basically is a paper announcing artists coming our way, cultural events happening etc. It has a lot of local "flavour" and at times quite interesting articles about the history of the area. Well, I find them interesting anyway, others may not, but for a "person not from around here", any piece of history about my current resting place is usually of interest. Anyway, the article that grabbed my attention was a wildlife officer's account of a chase he had, where a local resident had reported the escape of a kangaroo. I read the story and couldn't believe it, a native of my homeland running wild in the Appalachians.
A google search found a link to the officer's website, thankfully which included a bulletin board feature. So naturally, the inquisitive Aussie decided to post to the board seeking knowledge about the fate of said escapee. The first post back from the officer went something like "those things can really run, they're like the wind. I tried to catch it on foot, but soon saw how fruitless that exercise was going to be. Now I'm weighing up my options." Further posts revealed that the roo had escaped from a local zoo, and that the owners were hoping it would get back before the winter, otherwise it might freeze out there. No kidding! Could be time for an urgent call to Stevo, the Crocodile Hunter. ☺
Well, this posting is getting long...so maybe I'll push it to the site now and work on another tonight....
It's the last of my 3 days off, back to work tomorrow (Saturday is my "Monday"), and no doubt I'll have that same feeling others get when they return to work on Mondays. I've had a good time off though, in part because I get 3 days off (because I work a 4 x 10 hour shift), and also because I've been able to achieve a lot. I'm basically a lazy bloke, and it's not hard to give in to that tired feeling that seems to make its way into my body on my days off. But this time I made sure I got out and did some things, though the rain came unexpectedly today, and the lawn won't be mowed now because of that.
Enough about all of that though...time for some musings. I know one thing I was going to mention was how one can be a long distance from one's home, and yet have some connection made to that place. I was at my fav coffee shop a couple of weeks ago, and was reading a locally produced rag called Graffiti, which basically is a paper announcing artists coming our way, cultural events happening etc. It has a lot of local "flavour" and at times quite interesting articles about the history of the area. Well, I find them interesting anyway, others may not, but for a "person not from around here", any piece of history about my current resting place is usually of interest. Anyway, the article that grabbed my attention was a wildlife officer's account of a chase he had, where a local resident had reported the escape of a kangaroo. I read the story and couldn't believe it, a native of my homeland running wild in the Appalachians.
A google search found a link to the officer's website, thankfully which included a bulletin board feature. So naturally, the inquisitive Aussie decided to post to the board seeking knowledge about the fate of said escapee. The first post back from the officer went something like "those things can really run, they're like the wind. I tried to catch it on foot, but soon saw how fruitless that exercise was going to be. Now I'm weighing up my options." Further posts revealed that the roo had escaped from a local zoo, and that the owners were hoping it would get back before the winter, otherwise it might freeze out there. No kidding! Could be time for an urgent call to Stevo, the Crocodile Hunter. ☺
Well, this posting is getting long...so maybe I'll push it to the site now and work on another tonight....
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