Views from the past trips.

Here we are in Roseburg, Oregon. JoAnne is the pretty one.

Yep! About three weeks away!

Some family pleasures come first; but after that, we shall climb aboard our chariot (Spook: A mini-Winnie) and head east along highway 80. Not really sure where we shall ramble, but our planned destination is Gettysburg with a continuing destination of Carolina and cousins there.

There are a number of possibilities on the way including Mount Rushmore and then nephews home in Nebraska. The arch is a magnet for JoAnne and Bill is open to most possibilities.

Polished up Spook a bit yesterday and once she is loaded, we are ready to ride.

Y'all take care hear.

Looking for a cools spot.

Well, had to sacrifice a cool spot in return for clear skies. The skies in Reno were filled with smoke blown in from northern California, but the price is ninety degree heat. Oh well!

Yeah, hot! HOT!

Not really as bad as expected, but one can feel the heat rising from the soil of Central California.

We actually had a few drops of rain up in Reno the other day and it was accompanied by a bit of thunder in the distance. For sure, that is about the size of the rain for us in the month of July.

Hope to purchase a new laptop tomorrow. I think the one I have in Reno is about to give up the ghost. It shuts off right in the middle of a post and starts back up after cooling off for a bit. (Sure sign of a terminal problem.)

Family Dinner

We will have the family to the house for dinner tonight. Guests will include Ross, Su Chin, Noah and Carisse from Melbourne, Australia. Peter and Laura will be here along with grandmother Anne from Elk Grove.

Hopefully, I shall turn out a perfect prime-rib on the rotisserie.

This will be the last we will be able to hang with the Aussie folks as they will be returning to Australia shortly.

The air conditioning has come on in the house, so that means that indoor temperature has reached seventy-five degrees. May be able to eat out in the back yard depending on how quickly the temperature. drop to the low eighties.

We should have a great evening.

Is there a place called "home" anymore?

On a rainy day like this, I tend to stay at home and that is dangerous! For I begin to "think." (Whoa! Oh well, perhaps it is only a hallucination!)

Don't know where the idea about "home" originated, but I suppose that it rises out of the fact that I live in two places on a fairly regular basis with my legal home being in Reno, Nevada, but with a concomitant home in Sacramento, California.

I also have a "motor home" and hope to use that extensively in the next few years. For all practical purposes, I have become a Gypsy, traveling from place to place, never putting down the roots of permanence.

If I have no roots, where is my stake in my community and what does that mean regarding the status of culture.

Oh well! Y'all take care hear?

It's raining! (AGAIN)

We have been dry for a few days, but they say that this combination of storms will last all this week. Thank goodness! We need the water.

Whoa! The coffee tastes particularly good this morning. Checked the obits before I made it. Didn't want to waste an entire day with fruitless actions. Once again, I did not make that list.

Spouse is flying back to Yorba Linda tonight, so the dogs and I will have to fend for ourselves until she returns on Friday. Not fun, but we will handle it and grumble. LOL!

Not much going on this coming week. Will probably attend the school board meeting on Tuesday. District will lay off a large group of teachers this year and we just might hear the results of the civil case the district has filed against former board members and former district level administrators of the old Grant District.

News is not good in areas close to us in Sacramento. It looks like we are growing foreclosure signs rather than trees, shrubs and flowers in out front yards.

We are not really affected yet, but our portfolios have shrunk considerably. Guess we shall just hang on and ponder.

Y'all take care hear?