Nothing Much

I have been a very infrequent blogger recently. It's not that I don't have anything to say; on the contrary, I have much to write about. However, very little of it is actually particularly clever. In fact, I can't think of anything clever to say at all right now. I'm just happy the Red Sox won. That's pretty much all I can think about right now because it's so late. Yes, I realize that this note is probably very boring, but it lets those few who check my blog know that I still exist, anyway.

Pictures of Nature

I decided to post some of the pictures that I got from the roll of film I recently developed. Some of them came out really well. I spent an afternoon last week taking pictures around the house, mostly at the pond. All of the pictures were taken with Daddy's Pentax K1000 SLR camera, and most of the pictures in this post were taken last Monday.

The two exceptions are the baby robin and the black duck. I took the picture of the duck a couple days before when there were six or seven of the birds swimming in the pond. I managed to get pretty close to them to take the pictures, and I zoomed in on the computer afterward as well. The robin's picture was taken a while ago when someone found the dear little creature sitting on our porch. Either it landed there on its first, and only partially successful, flight, or one of our cats carried it there. If we knew how it got there, I can't remember. Anyway, we moved it (gently and without touching it) off the porch and onto the flower garden in front of our house, from where it hobbled to our driveway, which is where I took this picture. I'm not sure what happened to it in the end, but we kept the cats inside and both of the robin's parents were flitting anxiously about in the trees immediately overhead, so I'm guessing it was all right.

As for the spider, isn't it a beauty? As Charlotte reminds Wilbur, in the movie Charlotte's Web (and probably the book, although I haven't read it), all spiders are beautiful; however, I think this one takes the cake. It's still there, sitting in its lovely web by the pond (safely distant from the house) in case you want to see it in person. Or maybe the picture is enough.....

My Amazing Feat

I listened to the same CD for almost twelve hours today. Twelve. XII. Dodici. Dodici ore. Not only that, but I was not once bored of the music I heard. How, you may ask, is that possible? Well, I wasn't bored because I never--or almost never--heard the same song twice in a row. And THAT was possible because I just bought a new CD player that takes MP3 CDs. (The silver one in the picture on the right. This was the best picture I could find quickly on the web.) I burned an MP3 CD (actually an "Atrac3plus CD") yesterday with all my classical music on it, and now I have 224 songs (from about sixteen CDs) on one CD. Sometimes technology is just so amazing. (Other times I want to throw technology out the window of my fourth-story bedroom; fortunately, I haven't had that urge yet with my new CD player.) I probably won't listen to the whole CD again tomorrow: I'll just listen to the remaining five hours on the disc.

I almost wrote about Sunday's awesome thunderstorm at Fairwood, but then I remembered that most of the people most likely to read my blog were there! For those who were not, I will briefly summarize the storm. Brilliant! Spectacular! and most of all Ear-splittingly LOUD! I enjoyed every second of it. I could see lightning bolts striking all over Mt. Monadnock, and one came noisily close to Fairwood. I feel sorry for people who are afraid of thunder. It can be so much fun to listen to!

I used up a roll of film in a camera today. I opened up the back after rewinding, and.....there it was in all its green and gold glory! I gave a long sigh of relief.

Busy happy weekend

Mama and Daddy went sailing on Saturday. They had a wonderful time, and so did we at home. They had such a nice time, in fact, that today Mama insisted we go again, this time as a whole family. We left shortly after church and had a wonderful time. Then we came home and now we are tired. The end.

Boy, I don't know if I'll ever write. Here I proclaimed myself a "weekend blogger" and this is all I can come up with for the entire week!

Oh, one more thing: I took thirteen beautiful pictures, then looked and my camera. It said I had just taken the 29th picture. Yes, I had done it again. THERE WAS NO FILM IN THE CAMERA!!!!!!!!! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......

Oh, and here's something else: I went to a Fisher Cats game with Sandford Surveying (I took Derrick's ticket, he having excused himself, according to his coworkers, as "not into baseball." If only Kristi's baseball discussion was still going...) I had a fun time, and the Fisher Cats won 5-2. I got a picture of the game from our perspective off the web, but it's on a different pc so I'll post it later. Our view was kind of far, but I watched the last couple innings from some seats near one of Daddy's friend's seat: right behind home plate.

Oh, and JUST one more thing...never mind. This is getting too long.

In case you haven't guessed what this means, we've started school. Yes, the rest of the year I will probably be primarily a weekend blogger. We haven't started off very quickly--some of our books haven't even arrived yet--but we've started all the same, and therefore I have posted little. I've been procrastinating on math, and haven't started it yet. There's something about the name "Advanced Math" that just puts a lump in one's throat and a resolution in one's mind to never, ever touch that book. But I shall strive to overcome. (I think) In the meantime, I've been studying how not to write sentences like "The furry mammal of a canine variety that had mixed ancestry displaced the soil in order to achieve its purpose of inhuming the calcium-containing osseous artifact it possessed." (Translation: "The mutt dug up the dirt to bury its bone.") As if I ever intended to write that way! I am a giant in the world of writing; I am Shakespeare in modern times; the flowers of the field would bow to me if they knew the extent of my knowledge; I am like a breath of fresh wind on a hot and humid day. (These are not expressions of vanity; on the contrary, they are examples of how to--according to my composition book--write interesting sentences: using similes, metaphors, personification, and hyperbole.)

BIG NEWS, BIG NEWS!!!
Daddy's Mazda 626 is going to the junk yard! Yes sir, that trip halfway to the Holschers was its last trip it ever took or ever will take. I shall never again drive that, the first car I ever drove. I think I might have even driven it farther than I've driven any other car, but that is debatable. (I drove the Toyota to RI and back and halfway to NY and all the way back, as well as many to-town-and-back trips in the past couple weeks; I only drove the Mazda to the start of Cape Cod, to Portsmouth twice, and on many, many to-town-and-back trips. But anyway....) I may miss that car dreadfully (sniff, sniff) but because of its demise, we'll probably get...a new car!!! Of course, it'll be Daddy's office car and not like a Sandford family runabout or anything, but I will probably get to drive it somewhat anyway. Because of Sandford Surveying's GM credit card points, the two top choices we are currently considering are the Chevy Cobalt and the Pontiac Vibe. (I'm still hoping for a Cadillac)....

Hmmm...Which car will it be?