Tuesday, February 07, 2012

“Climate is what you expect, weather is what you get.” - Robert A. Heinlein

It's been cold and sunny a lot around here; a bit too dry, to tell the truth.  When the temperature is dropping well below freezing every night, and there is no frost forming, it means you need some precipitation.
Went out about five minutes drive to the west of where I live and got some pictures of these mulies.  They are on private property, and you can drive right up to the fence without spooking them much.  If you try to roll down a window or open a door, however, they are off like a shot.  The herd was probably around twenty head total. As you can probably tell, I shot these through my windshield.
For a really bigass view, click on the pictures.


I was hoping this story would turn out better. I remember when this whole thing popped up a couple of years ago, since it was here in West Valley City where I live. Pretty much everyone believes he did away with his wife, but they could never locate her body, so he is still a "person of interest". It is just sad that when he decides to end his life, he felt he had to kill his children also. There is no reason for that; if he wanted to commit suicide, that is his choice, but he had no reason to murder his children. I am not a religious person, but if I were, my fervent wish would be that he rots in hell.
Just my opinion.


I've been spending a lot of my time trying to exercise back and shoulder muscles, to get them in shape after all the stuff they've been through, but it is going slow. It doesn't help that I've been sleeping even more poorly than usual. When you only get 3 or 4 hours a night for weeks on end, it makes you feel a bit fuzzy and stupid in the head, like your IQ has dropped temporarily. Last night I got almost five hours, so I am feeling a little more clear (hence my posting today).
I've tried napping during the day, but not too successfully. Mainly I have curled up and my mind has gone wandering away to other places and times. It's funny how a certain smell, a sound, a way that a sunbeam happens to cast a shadow or gleam off something can send you to another occasion so clearly that it is almost like you are there. Sometimes it is something in the past few years, but now and then I get an image and memory of things that happened when I was just a small child. Some of my strongest memories seem to be when camping and traveling on vacation with my family. I can picture some of the locations quite vividly, others not so much, but they are places that I will never forget. Have you got had many experiences like that? I'll move on now, before I babble any more.


There should be a familiar one or two in this bunch.

"After Dark" by Tito & Tarantula
"The Warrior" by Patty Smyth
"Tube Snake Boogie" by ZZ Top
"Get Off My Cloud" by The Rolling Stones
"Help Me Girl" by Eric Burdon and the Animals
"John the Revelator" by Curtis Stigers and The Forest Rangers
"Over You" by Gary Puckett & the Union Gap
"Rock Me" by Steppenwolf
"You Only Live Twice" by Nancy Sinatra
"Scotch and Soda" by The Kingston Trio

A good one from Eric Burdon

Great song, dark and sexy at the same time.

One of those songs that is good to listen to when you've got the blues.


James Higham said...

What happened to all that snow you had?

BobG said...

James: the sunlight melted it all. We have been getting some snow, but it has been in the mountains, where it is needed.

terri said...

That is such a sad ending for the Powell family. There's definitely got to be some mental illness in a person who can take his children's lives along with his own.

I do have experiences like you described, where a certain smell or sound or phrase triggers the memory of something I thought I'd forgotten.

BobG said...

terri: funny how it is mainly a smell or sound, rather than something visual, isn't it?

meleah rebeccah said...

The weather over here has been absolutely crazy. One minute it feels like Spring, the next like Winter.

I hate that you still aren't sleeping well. That's awful. I do hope you get some serious rest soon.

my favorite on the list is "Get Off My Cloud" by The Rolling Stones

BobG said...

Meleah: it's switching a lot out here, also.
It's hard to argue with the old classic rock, isn't it?

Sue said...

Hi BobG! I really enjoyed your photos. In the 2nd picture I didn't even see the 3 deer lying down until I enlarged it. They can like that...ghosts in a field. We have a few places by my house they like to graze in. I always look for them when we drive by. Sometimes I wonder if I really saw them or not. They are so good at hiding.

BobG said...

Sue: this is a fairly small herd of only about 20 or so, and I only got photos of the ones nearest the fence. What kind of deer do you have in your area? All of ours are mule deers, which tend to be a lot bigger than the white tail variety you see in most other places in the US.

greg said...

And the Powell story still isn't done yet up here in the Northwest...still a big controversy because HIS family wants him buried near the kids, and HER family has said HE BURNED THEM!!!!!! No he doesn't get to be buried near them!!!!!

I'm sure you can guess what side I'm on.

BobG said...

Greg: I'd say he cut all ties with those children when he murdered them; if it was up to me I'd cremate him and flush the ashes.

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