Showing posts with label Blueberries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blueberries. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

A Storm at Sunset

The sunsets have been thwarted. Tonight a big storm rolled in and snuffed the latent sunset. This was as close as we came to a sunset at about 8:30 as the clouds took control of the sky. A bad karma day all around.


Herb and I managed a march to the end of Big Red's pier this morning and some running on the beach. It was my third trek to the lighthouse this week. It's Wednesday and the mass of humanity that usually inhabits the beach down there on weekends was not in attendance.

The blueberries are holding out and still are tasty. Blue Crops, I think.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Two Bads

It is KS's last full day in the USA this time around. She and I went to Super Target for vitamins and discovered sushi and Pocky. So we went on a picnic to Como Park. Sadly, Como Park was struck with vicious winds on Saturday and the picnic area was strewn with old oak trees felled by nature's might. The area pictured is near the big picnic area, very near the zoo. The large crumpled oak was surrounded by its past glory. KS is there for scale and her acting. The whole scene was very sad.


We took a ride over to the University of Minnesota to see if we could glimpse the 35W bridge rubble. The public has been restricted to just barely a glimpse - see below. It's protected by yellow tape and rent-a-cops. It was much less illuminating than the TV images, but it was real and there is an impact to that. They are still searching for four missing people who went down with the bridge.


I measured the Toyota Matrix's gas mileage in our return from Michigan. I filled up in Holland, once in Roscoe, Illinois, and again this a.m. at the Seventh Street Super America. We traveled 562.8 miles, used 16.595 gallons of petrol for which we paid $46.72. Ergo, 33.91 mpg, $0.083 per mile, $0.0277 per mile per person. Even with a fairly heavy foot on the gas the Matrix was exemplary.

The blueberries we brought home from Michigan were Eliots. I didn't ask the blueberry seller of the variety when I bought them, but I now know blue crop's taste. These are the much tarter Eliots. So it goes.

KS leaves in the morning for the Orient. It seems like she just arrived and now it's nearly time for her to fly back.