Time marches on ... into fall! The calendar page still reads August, but we got a preview of coming attractions this morning.
Our area had a frost advisory early Monday morning, though we didn't quite get there. I looked outside early this morning, and the ground was not frosted. We only got down to 34 (but the official temperature, near the river, reached 29).
My life continues to be busy, and what with work projects, other personal projects and the last days of the Olympics, my blog-writing has been on hold. Maybe motivation is a problem, too. I wanted to ... and yet I didn't want to. You know how that goes? I still have other things on my mind.
I have two photo entries coming up. One is from the county fair, held here about a week ago or so. That one is nearly done and could be posted pretty soon. The other is from that powwow we attended in early August. When things calm down, I'll work on the photos from that.
The most important thing this week is that we have a short week at work--we put the paper together on Friday instead of Monday, due to the Labor Day holiday. That coincides with the first football games of the new high school season, kicking off Friday night. So what do we do about that?
Here's what we do: I cover one of the games in person Friday night, then come in Saturday morning, write the report on that game and process some pictures. I also get a phone report on the other game and write a report on that. Then I put my page together; someone else uploads it to the printing plant later. I hope to get it all done by halfway through Saturday afternoon. I should; all my other work ought to be done by then.
Once my pages are all finished, my wife and I are hitting the road--to visit my in-laws in NW Wisconsin over the long weekend. My father-in-law died last December (our most recent visit). Since then the rest of the family has been dividing up things at the house. They put several big boxes of things aside for us--we are supposed to take them home with us in our little car. (FYI, there are four girls and four boys, and my wife is the eldest.)
Of course, there are only so many big boxes you can cram into a little car. We will get there Saturday night and drive home either on Monday or Tuesday. So it's either two or three nights away from home. It must be getting old for the kitties.
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Now here's something that happened to me last week. I was in the office, working on this and that, when we got a phone call. It was someone I knew, and he was excited. "I've got a bear in a tree near my place; come out with your camera if you want a great shot." He told me how to get there. I called my wife and got her off whatever she was doing so she could see the fun, too.
Here's what the fun was like. See that tree on the left side of the road? Look about three-quarters of the way up ...
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That's what you could see without binoculars. But I have a telephoto lens; it's useful for situations like this. Through the lens, here's what we saw ...
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In all, we have four bears here: the mama bear and three cubs--one below, one above and the third near mom's belly. They were moving around while I was there (about 10 people had gathered to look--it was about 11:30 a.m.) The guy said he discovered the bear while mowing some grass--he saw some fragments of bark at the base of the tree and looked up.
We were there about a half hour, then headed back to town. The guy later told me that the bear and cubs came down about 2 p.m. Just in time to scare the mail carrier while she was making her daily deliveries.
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