4 April, 2009 -- Tagged

I've been tagged by Fonda


This is Rosie. She lives somewhere in Kansas, in a motel.
This was June 28, 2008.

The tag how-to...

1. Go to the photos folder on your computer.
2. Go to the seventh folder of photos.
3. Go to the seventh photo.
4. Put the seventh photo on your blog along with a description.
5. Invite seven friends to join.

I don't have seven friends. At least, not with blogs.

4 April, 2009 -- Work, work work aaaache

There's still part of it hanging on.

We will have a new roof installed on Monday, so we cleaned up most of the roofing out of the yard, so the new crew would have room to work. Removed lots of the sheet metal screws, and drug the big magnet around to pick up the ones that fell out. Stainless steel screws are not supposed to be magnetic, but 75 percent of these are.

This is the wrong way to install a mobile home roof. It's supposed to be fastened to the framing members, not just screwed to the existing roof. We got scammed by Roof King. The company won't do anything about it. Perhaps the Attorney General will.

Before
After
Then I dug 6 holes for my new blueberry bushes. At least I STARTED on the holes.

Air Evac passed over on its way to Springfield, but didn't land for fuel.


I got my Wings reward pin today. Fly maneuvers, attend seminars, and take online courses, get the reward once a year, or so. The FAA changed the program, so it's back to basics, since the old Wings phases don't count any more; I was up to 6, of 10 phases. No more paperwork, it's all done on the internet.
Hostas emerging. It's spring!

3 April, 2009 -- Guardians of the Planes

Now I ask you, would you go near this airplane
with evil Squeaky staring you down???

And this hefty, big boy Briggs tending to the fuel tank???

Remember, he's the one who hunts toads and snakes!

2 April, 2009 -- Not April fools

Theresa brought me a couple of old cameras to investigate.

This one is a Mycro, made in Japan. I'm guessing that it's from the 1950's.

It's about two and a half inches wide, in a nice leather case.

It has adjustable shutter speeds from 1/25 second 1/50 sec and 1/100 sec and B.
In the old days, B stood for bulb. When you squeezed the bulb, the shutter would
stay open under air pressure. When you let go of the bulb, the air pressure would
decrease, allowing the shutter to close. Sometimes in old photos you see the bulb hanging
there on a cord which was in reality a hollow hose for the air. In more modern cameras like
this one, B stands for time exposure, controlled mechanically with a spring.

This camera has an adjustable lens aperture, ranging from f4.5, f6.3, f8, and f11,
and the lens focal length is 20mm.

There's a window on the back, indicating that the film had a paper backing
with numbers, similar to the old 120 and 620 size. And there is a tiny remnant
of the paper tab that goes in the slot of the film wind spindle.
The whole thing is very tiny and fragile.

Now, are you ready for your test?
Here's the question: what size film does it use?

1 April, 2009 -- April Fool -- or not

No fooling, the poinsettia plant that Kathy sent home with me back in January, when it only FELT like spring, is putting out red leaves! That's only supposed to happen at Christmas time.
I know, April is for showers, May is for flowers. But, hey...

31 March, 2009 -- Some progress

The bowling alley is making some progress... now there are some pool tables set up.
There will be a restaurant and theater later.
This is the old Wal-Mart/Fred's/Town & Country Supermarket building.
It's a bigbigbig building.

30 March, 2009 -- Decisions, decisions...

OK. Do I want subtle soft colors?

Or more bold colors?

Or do I want to go really splashy with colors?


Couldn't decide, so I didn't buy any.


I watched a pigeon try to nest in that little opening that I left on underside of the roof. OK, now I'll get that can of expanding foam and fill up the gaps. As soon as the wind quits blowing 30 mph.

29 March, 2009 -- Pigeon war continues

Look up... Pigeon proofing, with styrofoam blocks. No more room for nests. I'm such a lousy hunter, I have to chase them off instead of making pigeon soup. I've been tearing down nests for a month.

Look up... Starlings filled all the nooks and crannies. I plugged up the holes with styro blocks.

Look down... Look how long my legs are!


Spring? Finally? The wild violets are abloom, as are old faithful dandies.