Monthly Archives: August 2013
Meghan and I took Siobhan, Seamus, Maeve and Tiarnan tubing today. The photo above is from three weeks ago, when the water was higher. We had the opportunity to teach the kids such terms as “run aground”, “bottomed out”, and “becalmed”–but luckily not “holed”. Seamus kind of sailed along, as he is a skinny guy on his own tube. Some of us, with more weight on board, tended to hang up on the rock, which were prominent and mossy. Some adult women even had to climb out of the big tubes and drag them past the rocks. This was one instance where we were stymied by our rock structures in the river. We normally have a lot of pride in them. On the other hand, we did get plenty of exercise. Sadly, we didn’t have a waterproof camera, so did not capture these moments. We also discovered that at the confluence of the Little Snake and Battle Creek, the incoming water tends to make one float upstream.
We are back in the Fair business. After a hiatus of several years, we are once again fully involved with our county fair. Siobhan is nine, and old enough for 4-H. She took three projects–steer, sewing and shooting sports. Of course, since we are the “flock contractors” for the annual mutton busting, we never really left the fair scene. Still–there’s nothing like having one of your own competing and participating.One of the great things about attending the fair is the opportunity to connect with old friends from all around the county. At the style review, I could sense my Mom checking the seams. She was a sewing leader in our community for 32 years. If she asked, “Are YOU satisfied with that?” you’d know that she wasn’t.
Someone asked me what I had been up to. I replied, “I don’t know–last time I looked up, it was the middle of April.”