So what is new? Not much. It is Valentines and President's day weekend, a long weekend that I often went to visit Jay at the other house when he was teaching. I remember boarding at the airport one Friday evening of this same weekend to fly out, some enterprising person had brought a couple dozen red roses through security, and was selling them to passengers waiting to board flights home for the weekend, one rose at a time.
I have been trying to recruit student interns for the office for the summer. My first choice declined, after she interviewed for summer internships she decided that was not what she wanted to do this summer, my second choice - probably the brightest of the bunch, had multiple offers. By the time I get to the second week of offers, the students know they were not my first choice. I turned down a job about 18 years ago, for years I collaborated with the person who was hired, I went out of my way to never let him know he was not the employers first choice. No reason for him to know. Clifford (he has red hair and was affectionately referred to as the Big Red Dog) did a wonderful job, probably better than I would have.
We have had some winter weather. Snow is kinda pretty for the first day, then the novelty wears off for me. The older I get the more I try to avoid slipping and falling, the thaw can't come fast enough for me.
The experts tell us the Eagles along the River are incubating eggs, we can expect chicks in mid March. I am chronicling the year in the swamp, lots of photos, starting to draft text. At times I have to work to find the beauty in the winter landscape. It is more about the sunlight and shadows, and small birds that are easier to see without leaf cover. I look forward to the flush of spring. This is a moderate climate, the grass will start to grow in March, the trees will leaf out in March or April, by May the landscape will be dense and green again. June will mark a year of my rambles in the marsh.
I am taking an extra long weekend. The office is closed on Monday for Presidents Day, I took Friday off, I am reaching the point on paid time off, of use it or lose it. I will need to take 2-3 weeks off between now and the end of August. Strange to be taking time off and not climbing out to 37,000 feet, at .9 mach.
What is happening around your house?
Same. Cooking. Baking bread. Daily walks. Volunteer at BCSPCA, archiving photos.ReplyDelete
Daily, I watch the Dick Pritchett Eagle cam. Have for the last 5 years. This year, the Eaglets hatched a day apart...but a couple days in were taken from the nest to help with an eye infection, which can be very deathly for them. Harriet and M were very confused as to where they went, and started fixing the nest again to lay more eggs, but luckily the little eaglets were returned and the whole family is happy again. Amazing to watch. They grow so quick.
I' love to hear that conversation, the kids, I thought you were watching the kids, I thought you were, they were here a moment ago, they have to be here someplace. Oh there are they are, must have been under a branch, what is that smell,Delete
That's quite a project to put together you marsh project, and I suppose you can get stuck into it and use up some leave. Not much happening here was us hard locked down again.ReplyDelete
A fun project,Delete
At the moment, nothing but the cats checking in every few minutes to see if it's treat time. More than a half hour remains... if my sanity holds out. I look forward to more marsh photos... and eaglets.ReplyDelete
Is it time yet, is it time yet,Delete
It is cold.ReplyDelete
I'm staying in my jammies.
I having hot tea.
it's saturday morning. spouse has returned with the week's groceries and he is logged into work for 1/2 day. I have cleaned the cat boxes and put away the groceries. we have breakfast and cawfee. the rest of the day is unplanned.ReplyDelete
Stay warm and dry,Delete
You're a classier guy than this one bitch I went to university with. She never deigned to speak a word to me through 3 years of professional training but when she heard I'd accepted a certain position, she made a point of coming up to me and letting me know they'd offered it first to her and she'd turned it down.ReplyDelete
That was terrible, and needless. The job was about the same money, I had to wear a tie, it was 30 mile farther from home, they wouldn't allow me two weeks off without pay for a trip to Italy I had scheduled, and my employer improved my job security when I told them I had another offer.Delete
I'm so glad I don't live where there is ice and snow any longer. I'm such a klutz, I'd break something for sure.ReplyDelete
Icy today, I am staying in,Delete
A quick overnight visit from the BF yesterday (only person - with his hubby - in our bubble since March). He left this am; now we’re hiding out from the cold under an electric blanket with the dogs watching an “Angel” marathon. It’s a 4 day weekend for me and I’m living it.ReplyDelete
I turned down a much higher paying job a year and a half ago and I really regret it now. Hindsight and all that.
i said no to one, that I regretted. Long, long ago, stay warmDelete
Laundry and cleaning the guest room.ReplyDelete
I lead a dull life.
Don't we all, don't we all,Delete