Monday, May 26, 2008
Stephen's nephew honored by NASCAR
Click the Title above for the story about my nephew Michael Curtin. It was nice of NASCAR to provide him with this trip while he is recovering from his injuries.
Friday, May 23, 2008
A Rainy Walk to the Market
This morning at about 8:25am, I headed out the door for my walk. This was a delightful time as I continue to develop this healthy discipline. It was cloudy and cool – like a winter day in California. Loved that! Quite cozy.
I walked down to the Farmer’s Market, about five blocks from here. I took $15 and bought fresh vegetables and strawberries. It was so fun to look at all the produce displayed by the farmers and to choose what I wanted for the week (and what I could carry!). The crowd was minimal. The farmers and vendors were glad to see anyone out today. I loved the feeling of supporting local farms and sustainable living, as they say – eating what is in season. Plus, I thought ahead and took a reusable cloth bag to carry the items, so I wouldn't use more plastic bags, a nod to the environment.
I carried what I bought home – extra weight and extra effort. It rained all the way home. I really enjoyed walking in the rain -- a different side of nature. Also, while I walk, I pass others in the community. Saying hello and sharing quick comments helps me feel more connected. All this makes walking fun. I really do love walking. I got good vegetables and fruit and didn't use any gas, too, which is now over $4 a gallon. I'm glad to live in this area and have a local farmer's market to visit on my walk.
I walked down to the Farmer’s Market, about five blocks from here. I took $15 and bought fresh vegetables and strawberries. It was so fun to look at all the produce displayed by the farmers and to choose what I wanted for the week (and what I could carry!). The crowd was minimal. The farmers and vendors were glad to see anyone out today. I loved the feeling of supporting local farms and sustainable living, as they say – eating what is in season. Plus, I thought ahead and took a reusable cloth bag to carry the items, so I wouldn't use more plastic bags, a nod to the environment.
I carried what I bought home – extra weight and extra effort. It rained all the way home. I really enjoyed walking in the rain -- a different side of nature. Also, while I walk, I pass others in the community. Saying hello and sharing quick comments helps me feel more connected. All this makes walking fun. I really do love walking. I got good vegetables and fruit and didn't use any gas, too, which is now over $4 a gallon. I'm glad to live in this area and have a local farmer's market to visit on my walk.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Twas the night before
Saturday and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even one dog
The doors were all locked, the dogs in their kennel,
With visions of dog food with organic fennel.
Cindi and I all snug in the bed
Alarm clocks all set to wake up without dread.
When out in the street there arose such a clatter,
A four car pile up and only one driver!
We sprung from our beds to see what it was about
Cindi sprinted quickly while I limped with my gout.
The neighbors were groggy they all came to their yards
To find out what happened to tell their own canards
The police came quickly with sirens and lights flashing
to see what and been bashing
The man who'd been driving was really confused
The story he told had words that refused
To make any sense to those of us who listened
Flashing lights all around they just glistened.
So much for the poor poetry. The paramedics and ambulance took the driver away, tow trucks came, and all our neighbors just stood out there chatting till way past midnight. but of the three parked cars, one may have been totaled, its owner was glad he had over-insured the car. Some of the neighbors said that some passengers from the the only car that had been moving at the time of the accident had fled after the crash.
I think we heard the noise just before 10 and got back into the house sometime after midnight. More tow trucks where here late this morning taking away two more of the cars (one, a Prius, less than 6 weeks old). Neither of our cars were touched. But I'll be more interested in parking in the alley from now on.
Not a creature was stirring, not even one dog
The doors were all locked, the dogs in their kennel,
With visions of dog food with organic fennel.
Cindi and I all snug in the bed
Alarm clocks all set to wake up without dread.
When out in the street there arose such a clatter,
A four car pile up and only one driver!
We sprung from our beds to see what it was about
Cindi sprinted quickly while I limped with my gout.
The neighbors were groggy they all came to their yards
To find out what happened to tell their own canards
The police came quickly with sirens and lights flashing
to see what and been bashing
The man who'd been driving was really confused
The story he told had words that refused
To make any sense to those of us who listened
Flashing lights all around they just glistened.
So much for the poor poetry. The paramedics and ambulance took the driver away, tow trucks came, and all our neighbors just stood out there chatting till way past midnight. but of the three parked cars, one may have been totaled, its owner was glad he had over-insured the car. Some of the neighbors said that some passengers from the the only car that had been moving at the time of the accident had fled after the crash.
I think we heard the noise just before 10 and got back into the house sometime after midnight. More tow trucks where here late this morning taking away two more of the cars (one, a Prius, less than 6 weeks old). Neither of our cars were touched. But I'll be more interested in parking in the alley from now on.
Monday, May 05, 2008
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