Month: September 2015
rDay One-Hundred-Seventy-Eight
Ivi and Dad take Charlie for a late morning run through Grandview and up to the AT&T tower. More of the same; it’s like practicing scales on the piano.
rDay One-Hundred-Seventy-Seven: More
More from the Friday Hillcrest dog run:
Refugees, Migrants and Smartphones
Quartz tells us how critical smartphone technology is for refugees and migrants fleeing into Europe from Syria and other distressed regions:
http://qz.com/500062/the-most-crucial-item-that-migrants-and-refugees-carry-is-a-smartphone/
rDay One-Hundred-Seventy-Seven: Of Mice and Dogs and Some Other Stuff
Just before noon, Ivi and Dad run downtown to visit the shoe repair man (nope, no luck yet), drop off clothing to trade and donate at a thrift shop, and then an expected adventure develops.
Wandering in the traffic of a main thoroughfare, we see a small dog, collarless and seemingly adrift. Ivi immediately stops, and we investigate. The little guy is scruffy, mangy, and obviously in a state of neglect. However, while Ivi makes some phone calls and goes for a leash, I discover that he responds well to basic instructions like “sit” and “stay”. And we find that, once on a leash, he executes to a “jump” command and enters the car, calmly relaxing on the floor. Learning that the animal shelter people are not open for business until afternoon, we deliver our small creature to our back yard (keeping him distant from The Charlie) and proffer food and water. After lunch, Ivi and Kim take him to the shelter where it is determined that he is chipped (good news) and several people there, including some small kids, do some oohs and aahhs and immediately want to adopt him.
And a bit later, Ivi and I implement deportation procedures for two more mice that have bumbled into the Tin Cat trap.
rDay One-Hundred-Seventy-Seven: AM
EOU/Hillcrest Cemetery/Birnie Park loop …
rDay One-Hundred-Seventy-Six
Under cloudy, angry-looking, rain-threatening skies, we do an extended dog walk to Grandview Hillcrest Cemetery and the ridge above. This week’s changes in lighting allow for a different approach to shooting, and we get to play with interpretations of cemetery scenes.
rDay One-Hundred-Seventy-Five
Shopping. Again. We leave The Charlie, then I run across Jim, one of the old-coot-car-guys I sometimes see on Saturdays at Eric’s (and he tells me that his truck — whose restomod project I have documented over several months — just took lst in its class among 350 entries at the recent Walla Walla car show). Next while loitering at Safeway as Kim does what only she can do, I discover my new favorite car magazine (RoadKill: Automotive Chaos Theory, spawned from the YouTube sub-channel of the same name) and wonder about the unusual Apricot Ale on sale. Finally, we return to find Charlie intact.
rDay One-Hundred-Seventy-Four
When the switch finally stopped functioning properly in one of our household’s genuine classic Swedish Luxo lamps (not a cheap Chinese knockoff and in operation since perhaps the 70s or 80s) we were obliged to search the Outer Limits of the Internets for a replacement. Finally, Kim located a purveyor of such gear, and a new component was ordered. When we determined upon arrival that it was the wrong part despite its part number, we were asked to furnish photographs to help the vender obtain the proper substitute for such an antique device. Accordingly, this in-situ, backlit-with-fill image was quickly created and sent on its way. We are hopeful that this will help.
In addition to what is perhaps the finest example of extant early Luxo photography as demonstrated above, we also created closeup photographs of the switch detail itself.
Another in a continuing series of ©Banal Photos.
rDay One-Hundred-Seventy-Three
The shocking discovery of rodential penetration of the perimeter has led to drastic measures. Insisting on a Buddhist approach to things, to which we all concur, Ivi and Kim put a “Tin Cat” trap into operation. So today we took the prior night’s harvest to a far corner of the field at the EOU/Forest Service/National Guard Armory intersection to liberate two of the creatures. Then, after our return and while Kim was washing the trap in the utility sink in anticipation of further deployment, a third tiny mouse was discovered that had effectively hidden itself in a tiny corner of the trap. Another quick trip was made to reunite this well-drizzled guy with his own kind. Again, Charlie stayed behind for the safety and peace of mind of all concerned. Currently awaiting further developments.