Saturday, February 28
I place my annual order with Amazon.
When I bought my Panasonic camera from Amazon, I neglected to include a case with that order and the camera doesn’t fit well into the case I have. I order a case in which it will fit.
Upon the advice of readers, I also order safety latches to keep the chains from unhooking at the hitch while we’re going down the highway. You can see them here: S-Hook With Safety Latch, 5000Lb Capacity
For a long time I’ve wanted a folding table.
We often camp where there is no picnic table. I have a little side table. I want a bigger table to use like a picnic table. The bigger table will give me room for basins for washing and rinsing dishes, stuff that’s collected and needs to be sorted, food I’m preparing, projects I’m working on, etc.
This is the table I choose: Lifetime 4-Foot Commercial Adjustable Height Folding Table
I didn’t tell you the bad thing I did. Recently, while walking with Bridget in the wash near our camp in the Chuckwalla Mountains Wilderness, the cool morning air warms. I remove Bridget’s sweater, and, in order to have my hands free to take a photo, I tuck it under my arm.
Well, you can guess what happens.
In the fervor of photographing, I forget about her sweater in my armpit. Somewhere it falls. We walk the wash again that day, but I never do find it. (I know, “leave no trace.” I’m bad.)
Later, Rusty and I admire the sunset together.
I insert a DVD into my 15-inch television. Bridget and I climb into bed. She situates herself under the covers alongside me. I adjust the pillows behind my back for comfort and hit the play button on the remote.
The movie is “Open Range.”
The lead actors are Kevin Costner, Annette Benning, and Robert Duvall. I saw it years ago. Rarely do I watch a movie a second time. The scenery (filmed in Canada), the acting, and the story of “Open Range” make it worth watching again.
Sunday, March 1
No wind this morning!
Rusty, Timber, Bridget, and I pop out of our homes like prairie dogs out of their burrows. I take the photos you see in this post.
Rusty lets Timber off the tether.
Timber is a very high energy dog and needs to run.
He tries to interact with Miss Bridget without success.
“The direction of the storm’s wind is changing,” he explains.
He doesn’t want the truck to leave without him. That happened once when he became lost in Utah . . . . Timber loves going for rides in the truck with Rusty.
I fix myself a green salad for lunch. While eating at my laptop table, I finish this blog post.
Hmm . . . Now what shall I do? Continue reading the book on my Paperwhite or watch another movie?
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