Our first robot
Two Golden Retrievers leave a lot of dog hair on the floor. Today we enlisted the help of our first domestic (as opposed to combat) robot. Barb has named it Ruby.
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Resident owl
Spotted this magnificent creature gazing down at us this morning. Barb’s photo doesn’t begin to capture his/her (let’s go with male) majesty. We stood there for 10 minutes, silently staring at each other. He would swivel his head from left to right every so often, otherwise, oh so still.
We’ve seen him silently floating through the yard at night, dead silent. Rare to see him during the day.
RP’s Saudi Arabia Adventure
Sometime after Richard Peck‘s abbreviated and tumultuous stint in the U.S. Air Force, he signed on with an overseas construction outfit to work in Saudi Arabia. As I recall, he had to sign a two-year contract but he didn’t last the full two years. Allan Johnson recently unearthed a couple of Richard’s letters from that time (1977). One to John Robison and one to Allan Johnson and me. Vintage RP.
Clearing brush (2)
I don’t think we can understand zen or explain it but from time to time we can experience zen. Clearing brush can sometimes do it for me.