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[Jul. 21st, 2005|11:23 am]
Beemer
I'm back. Visiting family in the mountains was wonderful. My aunt continues to be awesome; I love her. It was nice to see my cousins, though they get on each others nerves (and hence, on everyone else's, too) in that way that only early-teenage siblings can. Mom & Larry are doing well, and it's always good to play with the cats and dogs.

We did a hike along one of the irrigation ditches (more interesting than it sounds, because they run along the sides of pretty mountain hills) to unblock it, and we went for a hike around the meadows near the house and located the old midden-pile from the people who lived in the cabin ages ago. Poked around it and found a bunch of trash that the alchemy of time had transformed into artifacts. Couple of really neat shards of purple glass -- apparently, glass changes color over time; that blue-green "old glass" color starts out clear! Barbecued ribs for dinner. Learned to play a new card game ("wack" -- kinda like gin rummy with hand sizes ranging from 3-13 cards and wild cards). Tuesday afternoon we did another ditch hike, this time in the ditch, with waders. It was really cool because we were way up on the side of a really steep slope; had to walk along wooden catwalks in a couple places and crawl through a tunnel in one spot.

I think I got some really good hummingbird pictures, because I finally learned how to use the manual mode on my camera and set the shutter speed to 1/1500 of a second. That catches the little buggers!

I took half the day off yesterday, mostly because I'm still feeling a little burnt-out. It's probably the heat. It's way too hot. You go outside and you can feel the sky radiating at you. Ugh.
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[User Picture]From: lovecarnievan
2005-07-21 12:25 pm (UTC)
Whenever my mom and I would head to Canon Beach in Oregon it was always a contest to see who could find the churned bits of colored glass on the beach. Time and ocean waters would also do fabulous things to glass, including making them not sharp.
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