"Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry..."

      Okay, it's a huge stretch from this quote from American Pie about a dry levee and what I'm about to say, but humor me. 

     I drove my Chevy to the pasture to read the rain gauge and what did I find? The gauge wasn't really dry. Expecting to see a cumulative reading from the two and a half weeks I was gone, instead I found the gauge gone. It was on a fence post reachable by a cow. Is a cow the culprit? Possibly, though I doubt it. but, whatever, it's gone. Scottie, who rents the pasture, lives 20? miles away so I like to inform him of the moisture situation. At least there was enough rain in my absence to revive the pasture and now it's green.

    The mention of 'levee' brings to mind local vocabulary. Moving to Davenport, IA., in 1980 introduced some word usage new to me. Davenportians don't go to the riverbank they go to the 'levee'.  We were planning a meal for a youth group meeting when someone suggested serving "Made Rites." Turns out they were speaking of barbeque hamburgers or sloppy joes. In Iowa there's a chain of fast-food restaurants named "Made Rite." Living in Mohall, N.D., I learned to call gullies 'coulees'.  So, I'm a bit wiser, but not that much.

Takk for alt,

Al

The water buffalo is the one on the bottom.

 

USA World Cup Champions!

 

The Little House!

       There was two and half weeks in the OFH. Driving back to Sinai it felt like we left in summer and returned in fall. Here's the observations of harvest on the drive from MN. Some commercial sweet corn is still being picked. Beet harvest has begun with a few fields lifted. There's been some green corn combined. Silage was cut a month ago. Edible beans are being combined. No soybeans harvested yet. There's been some rain, so grass is greener than when we left.

      It's a gift to have two very different abodes. Each have their advantages and both are home.

Takk for alt,

Al

The street by which "my" house stood in Thailand.  As is typical there's dog lying in the middle of it.

Mary Oliver Dog Poems

      Who knew that gifted Poet Mary Oliver wrote a book of dog poems, Dog Songs. Reading it reminded me of the gift of Odie. It also reminded me of the loss of Kaia, who should still be romping in the grass. Odie has made friends at the OFH. The other resident Springer hated Kaia and barked maniacally at sight of her. She walked over to Odie, sniffed noses while wagging her tail. Why the difference?  I have no idea.

A Bad Day

Ricky, why are you barking and trying
to rip up the couch? Can’t you settle
down? It’s been a long day.

“It sure has. First you forgot to take
me out. Then you went to the market
and heaven knows where else. And my
dinner was late. And our walk was
short. And now you’re supposed to
be on the floor playing with me but,
no, you’re doing something else. So I
thought I’d give this couch a little
distress.”

Well, don’t. Be a good boy.

“Honestly, what do you expect? Like
you I’m not perfect, I’m only human.”

-Mary Oliver, in “Dog Songs”

Takk for alt,

Al

Odie, in repose after his morning run in the park.

How often do you see Lutefisk in a comic?

 

Football is immoral!

    " CTE, or chronic traumatic encephalopathy, is a progressive brain disease caused by repeated hits to the head over months and years. It has been found in the brains of football players at every level, from high school to the NFL, and it can only be definitively diagnosed after death. The disease destroys brain tissue gradually, leading to problems with mood, memory, behavior, and eventually basic cognitive function." A recent news article reported that 25% of professional football players have CTE.

    The inordinate financial rewards of the minuscule minority of football players that make it as a professional tempt thousands of youth and college age males to play football, hereby risking permanent brain injury. That this is considered a legitimate sport is immoral.

   So, in answer to a posted question, "No, I do not watch football."

Takk for alt,

Al

 Sunset over the Chao Praya River in Bangkok, Thailand.

USA Wins!

     What do I know? Not much. apparently. Predicting that France would be a serious challenge to the USA World Cup basketball team was only true for the first minutes of the game. Early in the 2nd quarter France was ahead by 14 points. By halftime that lead was down to 2 points. The 3rd and 4th quarters belonged to USA. USA up 30 to 12 in the third. The final score? 97-79 and USA wins the fifth World Cup in a row. Yay team!

   So, now the WNBA schedule has each team with four games left before playoffs.

Takk for alt,

Al

PS We're still in the OFH.

Teaching 3rd grade in Thailand in 2020.