October 21, 2003
Little Things
- Cracked walnuts in a coffee can sat there next to my breakfast fixin's this morning as the Bran Flakes and granola filled the bowl. What th' heck, I thought, and picked a tablespoonful of nutmeats free from their rocky craniums. I don't think walnuts have ever tasted better, and I'm wondering why I've lived this long without trying fresh walnuts on my cereal before now.
- Odd to hear the heavy, solid-seeming winter winds blow across the bare branches and through the remnant few brittle leaves here in late October-- and stand blown about by hot air in shirt sleeves. It sounds like winter, feels like August. Confusing. And arrrgggh! the grass is growing again.
- Tsuga has developed a limp this morning. While, in a young healthy dog, it is probably not anything more than a stone bruise on his toe pads, an innocuous limp is the way Buster's demise started, and the scars from that have not yet healed. Come on, boy, let's not go there.
- I got a package of videos wrapped in a paper grocery bag in typical mom fashion. She sent me eight VCR tapes of...well, I'm hoping NOT the home shopping network... taking pity on my pitiful whining about our cancelling the DISH last month. Heck, come January, I might be looking for costume jewelry or the latest Foreman Grill. I'll watch two hours of test pattern in mid-winter.
- Thankful I am for new visitors sent our way by the out-of-pocket Rebecca Blood. I don't know what she's up to with this week away, but happy she tuned her guests towards Fragments (and Panchromatica, a Fragments-friendly blogger; and to Mark Woods in Canada...) and a couple of new places to visit as well!
- I've managed to booger up my back (once again) while splitting wood yesterday; and so am moving around this morning like I was in a body cast. Physician, heal thyself. Tsuga says I'm especially boring today. Dang that wood. They can put a man on the moon but they can't invent firewood that will pop apart in sections like one of those Christmas Orange Chocolate balls with a sharp tap against the kitchen counter?
Posted by fred1st at October 21, 2003 12:17 PM
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Could be something like what happened to our dog when he was about Tsuga's age. Can't remember the name of the condition, but his bad limp was diagnosed as something that's common in dogs (as well as adolescent humans) when the long bones are growing very fast. A tendon can get pulled away from the bone. The cure: keep him quiet and off it as much as possible, i.e., in a crate. Cured our dog. He's nine now, and had no more leg trouble.
Posted by: lin b at October 21, 2003 05:01 PM
On the splitting of firewood, have you considered getting one of those powered log splitters? I know it isn't back to nature like using wedges and a maul, but one has to consider what a bad back would cost vs a small gas-powered splitter like they are selling at Lowes right now. This may be a long winter and that walnut isn't going to get any easier to split.
Posted by: David at October 21, 2003 07:01 PM
Splitters are definitely the way to go - then get the Mrs. to stack it. Does wonders for the back (does for the Wonderful Spouse's back anyway).
Posted by: bogie at October 22, 2003 02:20 AM