‘If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it’ is the slogan of the complacent, the arrogant or the scared. It’s an excuse for inaction, a call to non-arms. -- Colin Powell
Wednesday, October 6
Quote of the Day
Caroline forwarded me an article that starts with a great quote, one that I would like to share with everyone:
Friday, October 1
Who Let the Dog Out?
I woke up this morning much like other mornings. That is to say, after many presses of snooze. I then went to the bathroom and got dressed. At this point I am beginning to feel that the morning is not like others, but I cannot put my finger on what is different.
I go downstairs and now I know what is different. Nico has not yet greeted me--this only happens if I am up at 6:30, which was not the case this morning. I notice the basement door is open so I go check to see if he took the opportunity to sleep on the basement couch. No such luck.
Where is that dog?
I return to the main floor to see a bouncing dog at the back window. I let him in and he gives me a grand welcome. It was a greeting reminiscent of returns from extended trips.
Who let the dog out? And when?
Only a dog would still be happy to see you after being locked outside all night.
I go downstairs and now I know what is different. Nico has not yet greeted me--this only happens if I am up at 6:30, which was not the case this morning. I notice the basement door is open so I go check to see if he took the opportunity to sleep on the basement couch. No such luck.
Where is that dog?
I return to the main floor to see a bouncing dog at the back window. I let him in and he gives me a grand welcome. It was a greeting reminiscent of returns from extended trips.
Who let the dog out? And when?
Only a dog would still be happy to see you after being locked outside all night.
Monday, September 27
Navilyn Plants a Tree
Over the weekend we acquired a couple of second-hand bushes from the Vnouceks. "Acquire" glosses over the hours of digging in George's front garden, but that part wasn't the exciting part. Sunday morning Navilyn and I had the job of replanting the two bushes.
Navilyn discovered a wonderful new tool...a rake:
When I got one of the holes dug Navilyn thought she should ensure that it was deep enough:
With the hard work of planting the bushes done it was time to fly around the yard
before trying to escape
Additional photos can be found in the related set on Flickr.
Navilyn and I are happy with the job we had done, but then Joy arrived home from mountain biking. She points out that I have the dead-spot facing out. Sigh. And that I should have planted it two feet to the right. Double sigh. A little more playing in the dirt for me...
Navilyn discovered a wonderful new tool...a rake:
When I got one of the holes dug Navilyn thought she should ensure that it was deep enough:
With the hard work of planting the bushes done it was time to fly around the yard
before trying to escape
Additional photos can be found in the related set on Flickr.
Navilyn and I are happy with the job we had done, but then Joy arrived home from mountain biking. She points out that I have the dead-spot facing out. Sigh. And that I should have planted it two feet to the right. Double sigh. A little more playing in the dirt for me...
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