The Northern High Plains Bigfoot?

 

As my son and I were driving south on our way home from town the evening of June 28, I looked to my right( I was the passenger) and saw these shadowy figures. I hurriedly took out my camera and snapped this photo.

 

It was the best I could get as we were moving and they were moving.

 

I had heard stories and rumors of them ever since we moved to this part of Nebraska in the late 90’s. They usually kept to the forest in the area. In 2006 and 2012 the forests in the area suffered from two huge fires. So they have had less forested territory. That being the case there have been more sightings of them. I think this group is heading to the Black Hills. They may have not been relocating to the Black Hills, maybe it was just a family vacation to see Mount Rushmore.
They misjudged their timing for moving across this field when it was just still light enough to see them. They also may have not realized how populated this area was as the made their trek north.
I can her the wife telling the husband,” GRRr roar gggrrr grunt ugh ugh grunt GRRR.”
Which translates to “I told you to stop and ask for directions!”

Seriously though, a home owner with a large field just outside of town has a great sense of humor. He put out this family of bigfoot cut outs.

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I couldn’t resist, it just sounded too much like a lead in to a joke. hee hee 😀 ( clearing throat) ahh hmmmm Seriously now. I have finished up the other orchid variegated wrist warmer. I decided I would not add the flip top for now, who knows by this winter I might decide […]

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A Wrist Warmer, A Camera Sleeve, And A Granny Square Walk Into A Bar — Skrappy Skarves

Honestly, I Tried To Accomplish Something

 

I set out Tuesday morning with a mind to finish up my patch of mowing. I pushed my mower(David has his owner mower, same model but his is newer) over to where I was going to begin. I pumped it 3 times and pulled the cord. Nothing happened. I moved it to a more level spot, checked the gas tank it had gas, so I pumped it 2 more times and pulled the cord again still nothing. Ok, guess I am not mowing.

Today David took a look at my mower he says that the line for the gas from the tank to the engine has clogged. So I pushed it around back for him to do some maintainance on it. In the mean time I brought his mower up front and was going to start it, but the engine brake cable is pinched and you have to move it manually. That is one of his mower’s little idiosyncrasies which I had no clue about. So David started it for me. I was now able to finish my patch of mowing.

So with the mowing being a no go I decided to weed the wildflower bed. I started pulling what I knew were weeds and the grass sprouts on the west end. I didn’t get very far when I decided to just let it go. The weeds and the flowers are so close together and I am still am unsure of some of the plants being weed or flower. Any way it looks cool with that solid bed of green. David said I can just take a scissors to the weeds when they get too tall. Good idea, hon! 🙂

Ok, no weeding either. Ahhh! I will do some watering! It has not rained for 2 days now. I have that done in two shakes of a lamb’s tail. By this time I am not really motivated to do anything else. So I went around and took a few snap shots. I found my first yellow squash has set on, the volunteer marigold in the gladiolus is doing quite well, and Cleo has made a great come back. Her leaves are big and full of color now.

 

I had brought Sully out to enjoy the outdoors. He was hooked up between the trees. I decided I would join him there. I set up a lawn chair and sat down. I watched a couple of birds in the trees, a robin in the driveway, and a couple of deer in Mann’s field. While I am doing this Sully jumps up on my lap. What a nice way to finish up the yardening, petting the fat cat on your lap while watching nature do its thing. 😀

The Long and Weeding Road

June 21, 2018

After 4 days of rain or heavy misty fog, starting on the Saturday of Father’s Day weekend , today was blue skied and sun filled. So I grabbed my garden jacket and put Sully’s harness on so we could go enjoy it while it lasted. He had been begging to go out for the last two days but I had to tell him that it was too wet and rainy. Poor guy would waddle off with a sad pouty face.
I hooked Sully to his spot by the deck so he could eat grass and enjoy the catnip. I grabbed a couple of 5 gallon buckets one to put weeds in the other to lean on to assist me getting back up from kneeling on the ground. I headed around to the east end of the house to begin weeding. The rain had really enabled lots of weed growth. You couldn’t tell that I actually had weeded around the squash hills and the peppers when I planted them on the 9th of this month.

I started in around the two largest peppers then got up and moved my bucket to weed around the junk pile flower bed. While I was up I checked on Sully to see how he was doing. He was happily munching his grass.
I weeded and weeded and weeded some more making my way back to the peppers again. I discovered that out of the 10 peppers I planted only 6 were still standing. The other 4 had been beaten into the ground and washed away. 😦  I now had a full bucket of weeds, time to dump them out.

The full bucket of weeds and my leaning bucket with towel on top.

 

The neighbors recently got two cute little pygmy goats. I decided to give them this bucket to munch on. I took it over to them. I dumped the bucket on the ground for them. I then scratched their little heads between their horns. They thanked me with their cute little goaty chatter as I walked away.

When I got back over to the deck Sully was heading up the stairs. He was done enjoying the outdoors. I let him in the house and removed his harness. As I departed I said to him, “Now you can go and barf somewhere.” He minds very well, as he had done just that when I came in for the day an hour and a half later. lol 😛

I continued along the pepper bed and beside it to make a path, to the corner where I weeded the gladiolus and the irises. There I found a nice sized volunteer marigold. The turnips and carrot patch was next but it was not too bad. This is where I ended my weeding road.

Junk pile bed

 

 

I had filled my bucket to about 3/4 ths. I just put this bucket on the pile along the south fence, because it was mostly small weeds and the goats would be munching the first bucket for most of the day.

While I was doing this I looked across Mann’s field to see this deer munching away.

 

I decided to leave the south side of the deck bed with all the wildflower for another day.

 

The front of the deck bed was weeded on Saturday before all the rain so it was fine.

 

I will leave you with this update photo of the mini roses.

Still blooming close up.

New Feature Photos

 

I have been making new feature photos. The old ones were soooo 2015. I also updated the About photos for each of us. I thought about going back and replacing  a lot of the old ones, but that would have taken a while and some of the new feature photos are dated so that would not look right to have a 2018 date on a 2015 post.

I will show you my new feature photos in the following gallery so you don’t have to go wandering all over the blogging place to find them. If you prefer to wander or want to liken it to an Easter egg hunt for the new feature photos do not scroll any further. 😀

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

These are the new About photos for each of us.

 

Two Days of Yardening in Row May 30

As you know I got a bit side tracked in my plans yesterday. I was able to get those plans finished today.
I started the morning by planting gladiolus bulbs in the corner of the deck bed. The box of wildflower mix I sprinkled on the south side of the deck is doing well and sprouting like crazy. The moonflower behind Ricky Racoon is still alive. I did not plant anything on the west side of the deck as last year’s flowers self seeded and are starting to sprout. I cut Cleo back and she is doing well now too.

I then moved over to the south bed by the back steps. I planted a row of gladiolus behind the decorative stick between the two deer skulls. I had an assistant today. The neighbor’s little black kitty came to help or maybe she just wanted some petting. I was happy to oblige. I sprinkled a box of marigolds on top when the gladiolus were all planted.

With her assistance this bed was planted in no time at all.

I moved around the corner to the west end of the house bed. The kitty helped a wee bit with this bed then she ran off to do regular kitty stuff. I planted a row of gladiolus about four inches from the house the full length of the bed. I then sprinkled the top with the two boxes of impatiens. That completes the planting of the flowers. Now it is just wait and see what comes up.

I still have the pepper seedlings to transplant outside, but they need to get one or two more leaves before I do that.

The mini rose-bush is doing excellent, so much so that he had to be repotted into a bigger pot this morning. I also added a shish kabob stick to help hold up that big beautiful flower. He now has 3 more buds waiting to blossom.

Let Me Tell You About BIG Cities

Part 2: The Interesting Ones I Have Visited

 

Not all big city experiences were ones where I lived in that city. I had some that were just visits or drive throughs. One of the cities I visited and just drove through was Las Vegas.The first time was a visit. After I had moved in with David in August of 1991, he told me he had a reduced rate promotional package at Bob Stupak‘s Vegas World. This hotel changed its name 5 years later to The Stratosphere. They were building the big tower at the time we stayed in December 1991. He had gotten one of their mailings and decided to take them up on it.

This was all exiting for Kay and I. We both really enjoyed all the lights on The Strip. Kay (she was just 4 years old at this time) thought they were the most amazing Christmas lights ever, as it was December. I did not get to do any gambling. We were walking through the casino part of the hotel and were told that Kay could not be there. So we all went up to the room. David went down again later and did some gambling with the complimentary chips and free spins on the wheel of fortune. Even if David would have stayed in the room with Kay for me to go down, I would not have felt comfortable by myself in the casino. There were just too many people all in one space for this short, (I am just 5′ 2″ tall) small town girl. Also I still had that active imagination, I would be kidnapped by some dude when I refused to respond to his passes.

The drive through Las Vegas was on our retirement trip to Arizona. We did not drive down The Strip this time. We wanted to miss all that traffic. We were coming south on US Interstate 15. We came in near sunset. We drove past the Las Vegas Motor Speedway and Nellis Airforce Base. We then took US 515 south-east and wanted to get on the Boulder Highway State Highway 582 to miss more heavy traffic. We missed the first exit so we ended up driving through on 515 for another 15 miles until we got to the exit that would take us to the Boulder Highway. Even though it was not The Strip, some of the hotels along this highway had some cool lighting displays.

Coming in north of Las Vegas. Just passed The Las Vegas Speedway on the right side of highway. Nellis Air Force Base was to the far left.

 

Albuquerque New Mexico was a drive through both times. The first time was when we moved back to Arizona in June of ’92. We were driving through during the afternoon. Some how or another we missed the exit that would put us on our way to Phoenix. So we got lost, driving through some pretty fancy residential areas. We drove past this one gated home that had Indy car shapes in the iron gates. It was the home of Al Unser Jr. So that was pretty cool. Now that I think about it we exited to get gas and were detoured because of road construction. We eventually found our way back to the highway and continued our journey.

The next time I drove through Albuquerque was at 5 in the morning on our retirement trip to Arizona. This was a crazy drive. Even though it was very early the six lanes of traffic were really hauling ass. It was hard for David to pass over into the correct lane. Other cars were just flying by us on both sides. It probably didn’t help that BOB didn’t like to go any faster than 60. You have to remember BOB is a 28 foot long high-profile RV. So when we made it through unscathed, David, I, and BOB all breathed a sigh of relief. David relaxed and quit white knuckling the steering wheel.

If you want to read more about our retirement trip and see photos just view these past articles.

1. And So It Began

2. The Journey to Meadview, Arizona Facebook Posts As We Traveled

3. Gold Claim # 2 : The Chopper Site Facebook Posts

4. Kingman, Chino Valley, and Cleater, Arizona Facebook Posts

5. The Journey Home to Nebraska Facebook Posts and Photos

Hair Today Gone Tomorrow.

I finally did it! I cut my hair off today. I was just getting tired of my long hair. I always had to wear it pulled back because it would get in the way. When I ate, when I was bent over scooping the cat litter boxes, while cooking, when doing dishes if I left it down it would find its way into my food, the litter, everyone elses food, or the dish water. It was also about to get in the way while I was going to the bathroom. Also gardening season is coming soon so I would be dragging it in the dirt while planting and later weeding. I was also having a harder and harder time getting it up on top of my head because these old arms would get to aching combing it. It was just time!  😀

Let Me Tell You About BIG Cities

Part One: The Ones I Have Lived In

 

I have lived most of my 50 years in small towns of Nebraska. I guess most people would consider them that, as the population of most of them was around 5,000. Some as little as just a couple of hundred. So when I would travel to nearby cities of 10, 000 plus I thought these were “big ” cities when I was a youngster.
When I was around the age of 5, my family moved to Tulsa, Oklahoma. This was my first experience with an actual big city, that I can remember. We moved there because Dad got a job as a draftsmen. This was after he had taken courses so it was his first job in his new career. I think we only lived in Tulsa for about six months. I don’t think any of my family liked the big city life. Here are some of my reasons for not liking it.
My Mom walked me to school in the afternoon for kindergarten. (Yes, I am from the good old days when kindergartens only went a half day. You were assigned to either the morning or afternoon class) The school was a few blocks away. I had to cross a very busy “highway” that is what a busy city street seemed to me at the time. It was manned by a crossing guard to help kids across. On this particular afternoon, the crossing guard walked to the middle of the intersection held up his stop sign and the traffic light was also red. He returned to the curb to walk me across, my Mom asked him a question and he was answering her. I thought they were talking too long. So I did what any bored kid did when their parents started talking. I decided I was big enough to cross the street by myself.
I started walking and got about to the middle of the intersection, when my Mom and the crossing guard are yelling at me. I stopped and started to turn my head towards them. Just as I was turning my head I see a silver and green blur inches from my face. I start crying and run back to my Mom.
The crossing guard tried to get a plate but the car was going to fast. The driver had run the red light. They didn’t even slow down or stop to see if they had it me. The crossing guard and Mom were both angry, but not at me. The crossing guard told us that he had actually been it before. I don’t actually remember if I attended class that day. When I was around 9 years old I thought back on this experience and made up this little song.
Look both ways before you cross if you don’t you might get smawshed! It happened one day I didn’t look both ways and was the end of MY FACE!
I had an active imagination.
Reason two was I thought the neighbor lady was kidnapping me. She picked me up from school one day because Mom had a doctor’s appointment, I think. We start driving and I notice she doesn’t take the turn to go home. I am a bit worried so I say,” You missed the turn.” She tells me to sit back, shut up, and I will get you home in a little bit. Well to my 5-year-old mind that sounded scary and a little bit was forever. I quietly sobbed in the back seat. I was thinking I would never see my family again. I don’t remember the actual return home because the fear of being kidnapped was greater than the relief. Why does the mind do that, you can remember the scary better than the relief and happiness of the experience?
This reason really could have happened at any time, anywhere in my young school years. I was waiting for one of my older brothers to come to my classroom to walk me home after school. All the other kids were picked up and I was standing in the hall alone. The teacher was on her way home, she was surprised that I was still there. She asked me who was supposed to come get me, I said one of my brothers. She didn’t want me to stand in the hall alone so she took me to the office. She explained to the secretary what was going on and left. I was sitting there for a few more minutes and the secretary was going to call my Mom, when my brother finally came in to get me. I was so relieved. Once again my active imagination had gotten the better of me. I sat there in the office quietly crying thinking my family didn’t want me any more and I would have to go home with the secretary. It turns out that my brothers had sports or band after school that day. That information was not passed on to me for some reason.
The last reason was one I was told about a few years later after we moved from Tulsa. My parents were in their bedroom and had just laid down to go to sleep. They hear what they think what maybe gunshots. Their thinking was correct, as a bullet came speeding through the window just above their heads. It was not long after this that we moved back to Nebraska.
Since then I have lived in big cities as a young adult. Those experiences were much more pleasant. I lived in Cody, Wyoming for about 6 months. It is sprawled out over many miles surrounded by mountains. I do not drive, so walking anywhere was a bit of a hike. The best part of living there was working at the Wendy’s restaurant. I was the hostess and set up the food bar. Wednesday it was Mexican foods and Friday it was pastas. When that was done I did my hostessing. You may ask what a hostess does at a Wendy’s. I just went around talking to the customers. I would help with high chairs and pass out mints. I also cleaned up after they left. When the restaurant was really busy I would take people’s orders while they were waiting in line. So by the time they got to the register it was ready and they could sit and enjoy their meal sooner. I really enjoyed all my coworkers and the manager gave me the coolest nickname. He said my name sounded royal. So he called me Queen of Arlenia. I think this was my second favorite job I ever had.
My next experience with big city life was when I lived in first Tempe, Arizona and about a year later Gilbert, Arizona both of which are suburbs of Phoenix, Arizona. When we lived in Tempe we were about a block from a strip mall. It was just a short walk through the housing complex and we crossed a quiet residential street to get to it. So when David was out-of-town on business I and my daughter, Kay had things we could go do. There was also a K-Mart two blocks away. We had to cross a busy 4 lane “highway” to get to the K-Mart though. So you bet your butt I had Kay’s hand and we looked for cars with do diligence.
It was here that I got to see my first and only professional NFL game. The Phoenix Cardinals were playing my favorite team the DENVER BRONCOS. The Cards did not have their own stadium yet as they had just recently joined the league, so they played in the college stadium for the Arizona Sun Devils. It was crazy hot, but I enjoyed the game even though the Broncos lost. It was an exciting experience for this small town girl.
We moved back to Nebraska again after the company David worked for sold out. We returned to Arizona when his friend found him a new company to work for doing the same thing. This time we lived in Gilbert. I had the most happy experiences here. David and I got married there and our son, Nick was born.
The company told David they were going to keep him out-of-town most of the time soon after Nick was born. David was getting tired of the rat race again. He wanted to be around to watch Nick and Kay grow up. So we decided to move back to Nebraska to be nearer to both of our families and a slower pace of life.

Oops! I Forgot September’s Flowers

I didn’t post my September flowers the other day I had not even gotten them ready for posting lol

So here they are! Enjoy them as much as I did.