Friday, May 29, 2020

Here's Something...


...I've never seen before...our very own personal rainbow in our backyard...sudden rain showers on a sunny day and voila...

...instant pot o' gold.

If only.

Those light showers did eventually turn into a heavy downpour...

Gotta love Michigan weather.



A little while ago I brought hope and inspiration to you, my beleaguered readers, with a heartwarming photo of heroic leaves, still clinging to their tree branch.

When all others had lost hope and been swept away by the cruel winter winds, those determined leaves refused to give in, follow the crowd and succumb.  Against all odds they were still hanging on for dear life.

I even dug deep into the inspirational files and found a quote from that obscure philosopher from days gone by, Novalis.
pretty sure that's a guy...

How's that for impressive?  I mean, the more esoteric the author, the more profound the quote, am I right?

Well today I bring you an update...

Here we are nearing the end of May, and they're still hanging on.

So now I have a new message to share:

Enough already!

Give it up, ok?  Nobody likes a show off.

It's summer and that dried up dead leaf look is so last fall.

Talk about overstaying your welcome...




Stumbled onto something that - so far - seems to have advanced the evolution of my golf swing...
...and yes, I worded it that way for the sole purpose of using that picture...hey, I like that picture.

As anyone who's ever swung a club knows, there are approximately 10 million things you have to do right to get a good result...and messing up on any one of those 10 million things typically results in disaster...
I like this one, too


...so what am I doing to avoid the Kraken of Golf Swings?

I'm mentally talking myself through my shot while I'm doing it.

Doesn't sound like much, but previously I reviewed in my head what I was about to do, then tried to clear my mind, step up and do it.

Now I'm actually coaching myself through it from beginning to end.

And yes, I hear the heckling...

...from all the good golfers out there:

"You're over thinking it!  Just do it!"

Lucky boys and girls...God bless you and your natural talent.

My brother Phil was a natural...he just swung away with marvelous results that kept him hanging around par seemingly without effort.

It was wonderful to watch, maddening to play against.

Sadly, it just ain't that way in my world...golf - and more to the point, hickory golf - is an interesting riddle for me...but it is tiresome to figure out what I did wrong, immediately after I did it.

This new method of keeping myself on track during my swing seems to be helping, at least while I'm practicing.

'Tisn't perfect by a long shot, but I'm seeing some progress.

We'll see if any of this translates into better results on the links.



A couple of weeks ago I mentioned a beautiful art deco manse built in 1926...


...a very cool Gatsby House available for the paltry sum of $650,000...and today Karen and I walked through it...
me negotiating with the bouncer in an attempt to gain entrance...


Karen standing in the elegant foyer...

...and yes, it's big...

Took lots of pictures and it is, as expected, lovely inside...

...and out.

Even the doorbell is amazing...

...it's a musical event when someone rings it...which of course I did...twice.

It's wonderful in many ways...
the view from the balcony...which is one of the reasons it's been on the market for more than 210 days now...

...elegant decor, well maintained, spacious without sprawling...but IMHO it's overpriced.

Why?

Because their main view is of the McMansions across the street...while the view from those McMansions is of the lake...and that makes them worth a million plus.

So there it languishes on the commoners' side of the street, flanked on either side by homes valued at half its asking price.

Tough place to be, and I imagine the owners are a tad mystified as to why their spectacular dwelling hasn't been snapped up by someone with impeccable taste (and plenty of money).

And who knows?

Maybe tomorrow someone with deep pockets will do just that...but more than 7 months ago they listed it at $690,000...now it's at $650,000 and still it sits.

One of two things is bound to happen...either Snobbius Foppington III will decide to buy it as a bauble for his beloved daughter Muffy who's currently between husbands and about to marry that worthless lout Biff...
pray they don't have children

...or else the bright rays of reality will pierce the owners' fog of unreasonable expectations and the price will continue its earthward trend.

Eventually someone will negotiate a more realistic price and they'll end up in their very own Historical Treasure.

Either way, it won't be us.



Sights seen 'round the ol' homestead...
o deer...must be lunchtime...


I spy a robin's nest...do you?


of course you do.


the rain convinced Rory Calhoun to seek shelter...




summer snowballs



Irises in bloom...




late May early morning fire



It's Friday night and the weekend beckons...golf in the morning, then a busy day trying to hide from Karen and her outdoor work projects....

later, mcm fans...


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Sunday, May 24, 2020

Ah, The Joys...


...of an early summer morning...and another trip around the links.

Not quite as good as the last time...

...hit a few more errant shots...but still a very enjoyable foray into the black arts of hickory golf.

Happily, I knew what I did wrong and was able to correct which was rewarding.
That's my "1 putt for bogey" and would you believe...?  Not if  you're smart you wouldn't...

Managed a couple of bogeys and one par, but mostly my hickories, gutta perchas and I hung around double bogey territory, which for me was just fine.

Afterwards I rewarded myself with a good cigar and a delightful view from the command center...

...would be hard to improve on this morning...



Labor on the 2020 version of the courtyard continues...

...with Karen working her usual magic...

...another week or so and it should be ready for the grand unveiling...you know, the big day when we, uh...well, that is, um...y'know...look at it and stuff...

In other...

...news...when we first moved in there were two outside lights that no longer worked...one was near the backyard by our bonus room, the other had been perched on the end of wall by the driveway.

That one had been knocked off the wall completely by the 16 year old driver who lived here before we purchased the place...we know that because he told us proudly...

...as if his inability to navigate the driveway without causing major damage to mommy's car and nearby stationary structures was worthy of applause in his world.

Well, this past week we resurrected both of them...
the one near the bonus room...


...and the one on the wall by the drveway...


...you can see the damage to the top of the wall by the base of the light...still to be repaired this summer...

The electrical has been an "exciting" (read: expensive)...

...part of restoring this home to its former glory and there's more to be done...but Karen suggested we connect each of these into our outside lighting that's on a "dusk til dawn" timer, rather than having them tied to a switch to turn them off and on.

That jump started the process and now both are lighting up the night again as they used to do.

A small but satisfying victory for the homeowners...



This week's "Crying Man" update is being replaced by a new feature...

...the Angry Man update...bc this diet thing is really starting to grind my gears.

Only lost a half pound this week...down to 199.4 now with another 4 or 5 lbs to go...will this torment never end??



In the Enlightened Leadership department...

...our Beloved Fascist recently made a bold proclamation.

Unfettered by Reason, unencumbered by the heavy manacles of Evidence, seduced by the dulcet tones of her own voice and bravely ignoring the neoteric announcement by The Apostle of National Lockdowns - the eminent Dr. Fauci - 

- who gave his contempo opinion that "long term lockdowns may cause irreparable damage" - our always confident though seldom right Dictator For Life proclaimed her lockdown of the proles would be extended until sometime in June.

She may not know much, but one thing she's definitely learned during this pandemic: it's just fun telling folks what to do.

Who needs the constitution when you've got whim and fancy as your guide?  Administered of course with a healthy dose of arrogance and condescension.

Remember fellow plebs, we get the government we deserve, so vote your conscience at the next election.




Sights 'round the ol' homestead...
all lit up at night


the head of the household relaxing on her perch



we now have a chipmunk hanging around



colorful shadow play


fallen blossoms



lilacs in bloom



Finally, this is Memorial Day weekend...

...when we pause to remember those who have served this country throughout its history.

The old saying is All Gave Some; Some Gave All.

Take a moment during this holiday weekend to reflect on the freedoms granted to us by God in heaven and safeguarded for us by the brave men and women in the military.
my favorite veteran

God Bless America, y'all.



later, mcm fans...

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