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Post by Cornflake on Jul 31, 2022 8:21:30 GMT -5
Good morning. We will have 54–75. Yesterday I got whacked by some bug and felt bad all day. This morning I feel better and I hope that continues. Enjoy your day.
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Post by kenlarsson on Jul 31, 2022 8:47:40 GMT -5
 good morning. Back from the morning bike ride, went for a long one today so.....ice cream tonight? Probably not. What I am going to do is make some noise with my guitar, spend some time in the pool and generally spend the day goofing off. Have good ones.  |
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Post by TKennedy on Jul 31, 2022 9:01:28 GMT -5
Stumbled across a family of the reclusive red water lilly while paddling.  |
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Post by jdd2 on Jul 31, 2022 9:10:38 GMT -5
july (activities = bike rides)  |
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Post by Cosmic Wonder on Jul 31, 2022 9:18:39 GMT -5
Still camping at Harris Beach. It’s nice here. Had a weird incident yesterday. Tried to go for a bike ride, but found the skewer that holds the front wheel on had come loose and fell off the bike somewhere between here and home. Looks cry the bike didn’t fall off the rack. I have no idea how that happened. So I’m looking for a bike shop to replace it. Kind of harshed my mellow. Not too many bike shops on the s Oregon coast.
Mike
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Post by millring on Jul 31, 2022 9:39:19 GMT -5
This is my Sunday off. I walked in the woods and just got done running the weed eater along the fence and rock lines. I trimmed IceSha's nails.
Dar made me a peach pie and that's breakfast.
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Post by billhammond on Jul 31, 2022 9:41:35 GMT -5
Barb made a lovely dinner at her place last night -- salmon burgers from her Sitka Shares source, fresh greens with basil, chives, pine nuts and all that good stuff, but the star of the show was big ears of local sweet corn, spread with Hope Creamery butter and lightly dusted with salt. So tasty, all washed down with my go-to Shania rozay.
Hungarian Grand Prix has been eventful and I'm liking the apparent conclusion.
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Post by Marty on Jul 31, 2022 9:44:49 GMT -5
Good morning. 76F-89F mostly sunny Sunday stuff. Had to do fretwork on one of those. Also had to make a make shift bench to do it. |
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Post by millring on Jul 31, 2022 9:48:16 GMT -5
Barb made a lovely dinner at her place last night -- salmon burgers from her Sitka Shares source, fresh greens with basil, chives, pine nuts and all that good stuff, but the star of the show was big ears of local sweet corn, spread with Hope Creamery butter and lightly dusted with salt. So tasty, all washed down with my go-to Shania rozay. Hungarian Grand Prix has been eventful and I'm liking the apparent conclusion. There are a couple of corn stands on my route that are calling me. |
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Post by david on Jul 31, 2022 10:15:54 GMT -5
Coffee, dog walk, and music. Is this what every morning can be like when you retire? If so, it will be nice.
My darling wife wants to go with relatives to visit "Sugar Loaf Key," Florida next July. The location looks great, but July? I am guessing hot, sweaty weather that time of year.
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Post by epaul on Jul 31, 2022 11:09:02 GMT -5
Where you want to be in July is North Dakota. The potatoes are in full bloom and there is nothing like camping out in some farmer's field and listening to the wheat rustling in the night wind.
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Post by t-bob on Jul 31, 2022 11:27:33 GMT -5
Good morning
I’m still alive in a little bit vertical and obviously my words work but I really don’t care in the morning at all.
I’m still in isolation for the old Covid-19 - few days
When I get a negative test I’ll be happy and I can be outside the world soon.
Enjoy your day.
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Post by coachdoc on Jul 31, 2022 11:39:53 GMT -5
Coffee, dog walk, and music. Is this what every morning can be like when you retire? If so, it will be nice. My darling wife wants to go with relatives to visit "Sugar Loaf Key," Florida next July. The location looks great, but July? I am guessing hot, sweaty weather that time of year. Convince her Hampton Beach in NH is the place to go in summer. |
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Post by Marty on Jul 31, 2022 12:47:39 GMT -5
Coffee, dog walk, and music. Is this what every morning can be like when you retire? If so, it will be nice. My darling wife wants to go with relatives to visit "Sugar Loaf Key," Florida next July. The location looks great, but July? I am guessing hot, sweaty weather that time of year. We did Key West from July 5th to the 12th. Not too bad but we did avoid being out in the middle of the day. Activities were done in the morning and evening except trips to the beach where one could be in the shade or in the water. After lunch we might drink ourselves into a nap, that works quite well. |
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Post by david on Jul 31, 2022 13:04:07 GMT -5
Where you want to be in July is North Dakota. The potatoes are in full bloom and there is nothing like camping out in some farmer's field and listening to the wheat rustling in the night wind. Sounds romantic, but out west, we go to jail for wheat rustling. I used to wrestle wheat for $1.45 an hour at a seed mill. Bagging and stacking 80 pound sacks of wheat, when I weighed 130 pounds, was tough work. |
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Post by drlj on Jul 31, 2022 13:43:46 GMT -5
You guys talk about food the way young guys talk about girls.
Speaking of food, I shall make chicken piccata today. Hubba hubba.
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Post by millring on Jul 31, 2022 14:02:52 GMT -5
Where you want to be in July is North Dakota. The potatoes are in full bloom and there is nothing like camping out in some farmer's field and listening to the wheat rustling in the night wind. They started taking down all the wheat in the county about two weeks ago. All the straw is baled. One farm has a 100-200 yard long bale of plastic covered straw running down the middle of his field. |
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Post by drlj on Jul 31, 2022 14:16:51 GMT -5
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Post by PaulKay on Jul 31, 2022 14:43:26 GMT -5
Another Sunday recording session with my blues partner Eric Brown.
Today's tune was Bo Diddley's Before You Accuse Me.
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Post by epaul on Jul 31, 2022 15:25:56 GMT -5
A good blues partner is a partner to be cherished. Buy him flowers. Surprise him. Let him know!
I had a blues partner once.
But I woke up one morning,
heard the whistle of the morning train.
Knew he was gone
and the music just ain't the same.
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