today’s overcast and 53F. We went for a nice walk along the Sheyenne River along a section that is not flooding due to a diversion canal around the city of West Fargo.
Crest of the Red River of the North occurred Tuesday night. Winnipeg crest is predicted for today, last I heard anything about it.
Oh yes, I definitely fly metaphorically. In a literal sense, I haven’t done any flying in at least a decade. It’s just too weird an environmental experience for me — & I’m sure it’s even weirder nowadays.
We’ll see what happens when I’m invited to meet maryb a l’Italia. Heh.
We do have Big Sky out here, although my view is considerably closer than that. Mi casa is on the steep stuff about 6000 elev. a 1/4 mi., as the crow flies, due E of the summit of Flagstaff mtn…elev. 7200 +-.
Ah, yes — the ‘soaring highs & the crushing downs’ (to quote Elliot Smith).
Actually, my levitation’s a bit more measured than it once was — & so are the descents. Thankfully.
As for your own, I’ve seen the images of your view — quite astounding! Like the first step toward heaven.
Nope, I still have a wallet. Bought it for $10 at Disneyland. It has a surfer-type yin-yang symbol on it, with mouse ears.
I also have a “boy purse,” a leather purse sort of thing that contains my Palm pilot-cum-MP3 player and my bus pass. Unfortunately it’s not designed to hold currency and other wallet-type stuff, or I’d ditch the wallet.
Several years ago, having read a few stories about how dogs can lower your blood pressure, I started rating customers by the number of dogs it would take to be calm while dealing with them. I have had some that even this bagful wouldn’t handle.
Andi, I’ve heard the same thing about stroking a cat (not just the cat’s presence, mind you. That may be only true of dogs).
I’m guessing it’s really about a sense of non-judgemental affection. Ergo you’ve got to stroke the cat — if they keep their distance while you’re screaming with stress, they’re definitely passing judgement.
I read a very cool article in Smithsonian a while back about a program that uses prisoners to train guide dogs for the blind, bomb-sniffing dogs and other working animals. Some prisoners can’t hack it, of course, but some of them respond very positively to the responsibility of training an animal that doesn’t give a damn if you put on your don’t-mess-with-me-man attitude. It’s not a panacea by any means — I don’t think the recidivism rate on released graduates from the program is much less than the rate in the prisons at large, if it’s any less at all — but I thought it was cool anyway.
Frankly, I think we’re just beginning to see (as a species) how relationships with animals actually enrich our lives — & not just by allowing us to control & command. There’s much more to be gained, in terms of nourishing our latent abilities.
I honestly don’t remember. What I do remember was their presence lowered blood pressure and that in a relaxed, resting state that petting a dog (and probably cat) could still lower your blood pressure.
My experience is that it definitely helps. The felines seem to know it, too — if I’m seriously troubled, they’re ‘on it’, so to speak, offering their little bodies for comfort.
(Not on the feet, however.)
due to nice temp and sun on the same day! This is the warmest day we’ve had since last fall. So it really boosts the spirits to know that winter is over. (Not that it can’t snow again, as I’ve seen that happen in May, but still ya gotta declare it over at some point. Right?)
Besides robins, I heard Killdeers yesterday, at my friend’s place on the edge of town. They’re more wide open spaces, prairie birds so I’d be surprised if you had them there.
When the swallows arrive then we’ll know summer’s about to begin.
Sounds like a wonderful time, NDD. Tell me about those lifted spirits! It’s terrific.
I saw my first robin of the season yesterday on a roadside. They’ve yet to alight on the field here in numbers, as I’m sure they soon will.
No, as far as I know we don’t have killdeer here — though we’re not supposed to have panthers either, considering they were ‘extinct’ in the area over a century ago. Sightings are slowly increasing.
One never knows; nature is flexible..
Just checked my Peterson’s on the killdeer — apparently we’re well within their breeding range here. Their entire range is actually pretty expansive!
Something else to share: came upon a book yesterday in my collection that you might enjoy reading: The Inland Island by Josephine Johnson, originally published in 1969 (Simon & Schuster). The intro:
The Inland Island is a ‘nature book’, but a deceptively simple one: for, like Thoreau, Miss Johnson goes far beyond a mere description of nature. Her ‘inland island’ is both her own farm — an enclosure of wilderness surrounded by an every more savage and intrusive society — and the burning core of her convictions about man’s cruelty, the demands of individual conscience at a time of war and conflict, her own determinatin to resist and increasingly brutalized and mechanical civilization.
Of course, at this particular point in my journey — and ours — I appreciate this work immensely. Her witness to the natural world, coupled with a clear consciousness of her place in it, is something many of us know.
I can’t claim this as an original quote. I think it is from a R.A.Heinlein book ‘time enough for love’; wish I could remember for sure, to give credit where it is due!
I think Clatsop is down along the Columbia in that stretch where it forms the Washington-Oregon border, but don’t quote me on that. At least I’m pretty sure there’s a Fort Clatsop down there (could be in or around Astoria).
Kitsap is across Puget Sound from Seattle, a stone’s throw from Susanhu. Speaking of which, she needs to get herself back online one of these days.
Yes, wish she would come back, she was a strong & progressive voice, here. I just emailed her and ask her if she was interested in meeting for coffee.
The Seattle Kossacks meet every month in seattle, but I just have not had the energy to go over there at night. Next month will be my first time in Seattle…can’t wait!
From your keyboard to FSM’s noodly appendages. Nice country over there on the Peninsula, at least what I get to see of it as we go past on our way to the coast.
I just moved here alittle over a year ago….I have yet to go to Seattle, bet it’s more blue over there! Next month I am planning on going over there with my new friends to check out your bookstores! Can’t wait.
Hey there, pond-mates! Greetings from the damp, chilly, drizzly, dismal Catskills. I’m afraid we won’t be seeing blue skies ’til some time next week, but the daffodils are up, marking Spring’s official arrival. It only gets better from here.
:: happy dance ::
‘Course, there’s even more for me to do now than there was this winter — but I’m currently slackin’. How unusual!
Here’s to the end of a bouncy week. Thanks to all for the wonderful imagery above!
If I start making comments about well weathered spires and other such geologic features of a breathtaking landscape, I’ll never make it to bed on time…
Hi Olivia. I’ve been running so much I didn’t have the time to see your post. I really hope you get to feeling better. The place won’t be the same without you.
I can already hear some patrons grumbling about ‘Where’s Olivia’.
Seriously, you take care of yourself and don’t do anything that would overtax you.
New comers and Lurkers Welcome.
Just rain and then some more rain.
Morning Andi. I’m trying to get the old cafe closed and then on from tht.
I just got ‘back’ from closing the cafe.
Thanks Andi
Been raining all winter in the NW….can’t wait for spring!!
De-lurking from work – almost lunch.
With those fluffy little clouds like in children’s pictures. 🙂
Which means I need to get out there and water the lawn, but oh, well.
today’s overcast and 53F. We went for a nice walk along the Sheyenne River along a section that is not flooding due to a diversion canal around the city of West Fargo.
Crest of the Red River of the North occurred Tuesday night. Winnipeg crest is predicted for today, last I heard anything about it.
or Dive Bomb as WW puts it.
Mid 50’s, windy, rain changing to snow this PM and tomorrow, back into the 30’s…ahhh…springtime in Colo.
You can see the front building behind the front range.
Later FM et al
Peace
Beautiful image, dada. Such an expanse!
Duly noted: ‘dive bomb’ is Andi’s term, not mine. I never fly.
😉
at least in a metaphorical sense (you might fly literally as well, depending on the definition chosen).
Oh yes, I definitely fly metaphorically. In a literal sense, I haven’t done any flying in at least a decade. It’s just too weird an environmental experience for me — & I’m sure it’s even weirder nowadays.
We’ll see what happens when I’m invited to meet maryb a l’Italia. Heh.
would be a better metaphor for what you do WW…:{)
We do have Big Sky out here, although my view is considerably closer than that. Mi casa is on the steep stuff about 6000 elev. a 1/4 mi., as the crow flies, due E of the summit of Flagstaff mtn…elev. 7200 +-.
Peace
Ah, yes — the ‘soaring highs & the crushing downs’ (to quote Elliot Smith).
Actually, my levitation’s a bit more measured than it once was — & so are the descents. Thankfully.
As for your own, I’ve seen the images of your view — quite astounding! Like the first step toward heaven.
When life gets stressful…get a bag of puppies!
Off to meetings…see you all later today…maybe Happy Hour II
I want one of those!
A puppy or the bagful?
I’ll take the bagful, ha!
I think my wallet just fainted.
I didn’t know they made those anymore.
Your’s might have fainted due to lack of air in that glass case in the local museum.
Nope, I still have a wallet. Bought it for $10 at Disneyland. It has a surfer-type yin-yang symbol on it, with mouse ears.
I also have a “boy purse,” a leather purse sort of thing that contains my Palm pilot-cum-MP3 player and my bus pass. Unfortunately it’s not designed to hold currency and other wallet-type stuff, or I’d ditch the wallet.
Several years ago, having read a few stories about how dogs can lower your blood pressure, I started rating customers by the number of dogs it would take to be calm while dealing with them. I have had some that even this bagful wouldn’t handle.
If that bag of puppies won’t do it…they need Prozac!
or a few more puppies!
I’m in a puppy kind of mood today…
the sleep cure

Andi, I’ve heard the same thing about stroking a cat (not just the cat’s presence, mind you. That may be only true of dogs).
I’m guessing it’s really about a sense of non-judgemental affection. Ergo you’ve got to stroke the cat — if they keep their distance while you’re screaming with stress, they’re definitely passing judgement.
😉
I read a very cool article in Smithsonian a while back about a program that uses prisoners to train guide dogs for the blind, bomb-sniffing dogs and other working animals. Some prisoners can’t hack it, of course, but some of them respond very positively to the responsibility of training an animal that doesn’t give a damn if you put on your don’t-mess-with-me-man attitude. It’s not a panacea by any means — I don’t think the recidivism rate on released graduates from the program is much less than the rate in the prisons at large, if it’s any less at all — but I thought it was cool anyway.
Yes, it is.
Frankly, I think we’re just beginning to see (as a species) how relationships with animals actually enrich our lives — & not just by allowing us to control & command. There’s much more to be gained, in terms of nourishing our latent abilities.
I honestly don’t remember. What I do remember was their presence lowered blood pressure and that in a relaxed, resting state that petting a dog (and probably cat) could still lower your blood pressure.
My experience is that it definitely helps. The felines seem to know it, too — if I’m seriously troubled, they’re ‘on it’, so to speak, offering their little bodies for comfort.
(Not on the feet, however.)
Stroking a cat generates cat-ions. It is like those negative ion gizmos you see at sharper image to purify the air; only much more purr-y.
That sounds about right.
🙂
Good one! I just sent your quote off to a few friends who are feline inclined.
‘Feline inclined’ — love that phrase!
I’m glad to see you’re all right out there, NDD.
due to nice temp and sun on the same day! This is the warmest day we’ve had since last fall. So it really boosts the spirits to know that winter is over. (Not that it can’t snow again, as I’ve seen that happen in May, but still ya gotta declare it over at some point. Right?)
Besides robins, I heard Killdeers yesterday, at my friend’s place on the edge of town. They’re more wide open spaces, prairie birds so I’d be surprised if you had them there.
When the swallows arrive then we’ll know summer’s about to begin.
Sounds like a wonderful time, NDD. Tell me about those lifted spirits! It’s terrific.
I saw my first robin of the season yesterday on a roadside. They’ve yet to alight on the field here in numbers, as I’m sure they soon will.
No, as far as I know we don’t have killdeer here — though we’re not supposed to have panthers either, considering they were ‘extinct’ in the area over a century ago. Sightings are slowly increasing.
One never knows; nature is flexible..
Lions and Bears in North Dakota?
What to do if one encounters the big cats;
scroll down to bottom
Puma behavior chart at bottom of link site
Thanks very much for the links! I’ll go see.
Just checked my Peterson’s on the killdeer — apparently we’re well within their breeding range here. Their entire range is actually pretty expansive!
Something else to share: came upon a book yesterday in my collection that you might enjoy reading: The Inland Island by Josephine Johnson, originally published in 1969 (Simon & Schuster). The intro:
Of course, at this particular point in my journey — and ours — I appreciate this work immensely. Her witness to the natural world, coupled with a clear consciousness of her place in it, is something many of us know.
That’s ‘her determination to resist an increasingly brutalized (etc)’.
Preview is my friend.
I’ll have to see if Powells has one of those.
I don’t remember if I’ve said much about it yet, but I was very impressed with the talk that Barry Lopez gave at the writer’s conference.
Maybe more details later, got to do a little errand now.
I’ll appreciate hearing about it when you get the chance.
I can’t claim this as an original quote. I think it is from a R.A.Heinlein book ‘time enough for love’; wish I could remember for sure, to give credit where it is due!
It appears the tree is not happy with what BushCo is doing to the environment, do you see the angry face?
larger
Great tree!
ooops, I was thinking “Clatsop” so not sure if that’s near you or not.
I think Clatsop is down along the Columbia in that stretch where it forms the Washington-Oregon border, but don’t quote me on that. At least I’m pretty sure there’s a Fort Clatsop down there (could be in or around Astoria).
Kitsap is across Puget Sound from Seattle, a stone’s throw from Susanhu. Speaking of which, she needs to get herself back online one of these days.
Yes, wish she would come back, she was a strong & progressive voice, here. I just emailed her and ask her if she was interested in meeting for coffee.
The Seattle Kossacks meet every month in seattle, but I just have not had the energy to go over there at night. Next month will be my first time in Seattle…can’t wait!
Neat…another place to visit!
Yup.
But I am curious what Ductape will see in it?
(He’s been known to see the most unexpeced things in images posted here.)
Ha, ask, ya got a laugh out of me with that one.
I have read many of his accounts of his “sightings” and been mightily entertained! We can only hope for an appearance here of his imageness.
Don’t bother trying to see a sacred heart or anything, the tree is too big to sell on eBay.
Dang, there goes that 50K. For a moment there I was thinking I could join that trip to Italy.
Oh well, I suppose I could do guided tours to the location, set up a lemonade stand, or sell shots of abstinencse… or whatever that stuff was called…
I see a big old wise man-tree.
…..although it could be a wise-old-wo-man-tree….
rather dejected-looking Jim Nabors in the wake of a Santa Lucia celebration gone horribly wrong.
ROFLMOA Thanks for the interpretive analysis DT.
Big/strong/beings….I wonder if it’s some kind of freudian thing, humm.
Tomorrow is Friday! And from there it’s only two more working days until Monday, you know.
We had blue skies this morning in Seattle, hopefully it’s fine in your part of the world.
Hi Seattle person….I am on Kitsap!
From your keyboard to FSM’s noodly appendages. Nice country over there on the Peninsula, at least what I get to see of it as we go past on our way to the coast.
I just moved here alittle over a year ago….I have yet to go to Seattle, bet it’s more blue over there! Next month I am planning on going over there with my new friends to check out your bookstores! Can’t wait.
Hey there, pond-mates! Greetings from the damp, chilly, drizzly, dismal Catskills. I’m afraid we won’t be seeing blue skies ’til some time next week, but the daffodils are up, marking Spring’s official arrival. It only gets better from here.
:: happy dance ::
‘Course, there’s even more for me to do now than there was this winter — but I’m currently slackin’. How unusual!
Here’s to the end of a bouncy week. Thanks to all for the wonderful imagery above!
Happy to see you do a happy dance.
I saw one leaf bud that had started to open yesterday; that certainly improved my day.
This is why it pays to have an eye for the ‘little things’, as we woodland folk tend to do.
Caught some images yesterday of the new daffodils laced with snow; I’d imagine it’s all gone today.
Hello from Michigan. Right now it is sunny, 56, and the tulips on the side of my house are growing nicely.
For tonight, the local weatherperson says low of 33 and a chance of snow. I will pet my cats and dream of summer.
Can’t say enough about petting the cats & dreaming of summer, myself. It’s gotten me through some pretty wicked cold ’round these parts.
I haven’t seen you here in the cafe’ before, alice E. Welcome! (Or welcome back, if that’s the case. I’m a relative newlie.)
sort of neighbors as I’m in Indiana. Does that heighten or lower my scare factor?
I’m already scared of you, AndiF.
You called me a brown-noser when I was brown-nosing, and people who speak the truth in public are dangerous.
I’m not a truth-teller. I’m tactless. It’s a subtle but significant difference.
Hee Hee. Glad to know I won’t be the only tactless one here.
The picture next to your ‘sig; is that supposed to be some sort of anti-penile/pro-woman statement?
…I read some rumors on Kos that this is a ‘70% womans’ site’.
I like arches and spires.
That was a close one!
to your wife.
Actually, I was thinking of that photo of yours with that has couple dozen or so “spires.”
Maybe it’s a good thing that MS NDD is too busy, (work and school-online) to have a blogging addiction. I’m the one with the PhD in Slackering.
I thought you wanted to see any big ole spire, rather than THE phallic symbol.
and what’s the location of this one? It’s a pretty amazing photo!!! So busy BSing I forgot to ask!
not the one just above my comment, but the first one.
We are standing on the canyon rim. That’s Spider Woman Rock in Canyon De Chelly.
I must stop now; time to make dinner.
If I start making comments about well weathered spires and other such geologic features of a breathtaking landscape, I’ll never make it to bed on time…
G’night all!
Not a flattering view…
They look a lot different from here…:{)
Peace
Someone please stop me before I go into dKos’ doofus quotient.
Never mind, chores calling. See y’all soon!
Hello Everybody. Sorry I haven’t been around today as often as I want.
I’ll open up a new cafe in a little while, but other than that, what has been going on?
Spires and arches and cat petting.
I can see I have a lot of reading to catch up on.
I’m not feeling well today, so I came home at lunch and have been trying to rest a bit myself.
I’m really sorry you aren’t feeling well. You need chicken soup and to be tucked up in bed.
Hi Olivia. I’ve been running so much I didn’t have the time to see your post. I really hope you get to feeling better. The place won’t be the same without you.
I can already hear some patrons grumbling about ‘Where’s Olivia’.
Seriously, you take care of yourself and don’t do anything that would overtax you.
{{{{{{Olivia}}}}}}
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Got a long way to go Family Man.
A happy hour would make a dent 🙂
Working on happy hour now.
for the cafe… 🙂
damn, you’re good
Family Man has opened the Lounge for Happy Hour.