November 29, 2009
Lynn and I
went on a tour of gardens with water features on September 26 in
Francestown (next town east). Eight residents opened their gardens to show how they
incorporated ponds, streams, waterfalls, and fountains. The most
useful thing we learned was that you don't have to edge the pond
with stones to hide the liner. Instead you can cover the liner
with grass right down into the water, which looks very natural (see picture
from tour).
I'll do that with our pond in the spring, using moss instead of grass.
Lynn has been painting
the exterior window frames yellow. It blends with the
brown house much better than the previous white or brown (which
disappears).
This fall I taught the home-schoolers group three
math lessons on counting. The idea was to present counting
problems that have no standard approach; the student has to play around
and find patterns.
The fall Barnstormers (men's chorus) weekend was
October 2-4. I rode with John Stafford and his wife Nancy down to
York, Pennsylvania for the rehearsals and performance. We sang the
same songs as for the summer weekend,
and we practiced two songs that we will sing in the spring. The
performance was in a church where the members made the stained windows
themselves (pictures 1 and 2).
I went with John and Nancy to the Cracker
Barrel Restaurant for dinner one evening.
I've been cutting up cord wood from trees the
ice storm brought down last December. Here's a sequence of
pictures showing the steps in getting wood from the other side of the
brook: (step 1, step
2, step 3, step
4).
The guest house now has a sheet-rock
ceiling painted pine color. There's ten inches of insulation
above the ceiling. I also installed a propane
heater that runs off a 20-pound tank located outside. Here
are the stages of progress.
Sarah and Steve arrived with the kids on October 9th
and stayed overnight in the guest house. Matt and Crystal arrived
the next day with their kids, and Addy
and River had a good time playing together.
The first
snowfall of the season was October 15—about a half-inch that
melted after 24 hours.
The church took down a tree, and I bought the
cord wood, not knowing what kind of tree it was. It turned out to
be elm, which is impossible to split. I hired a professional to
do it with his hydraulic splitter, and it took him an agonizing two
hours. You can see the mess
resulting from splitting elm.
Every couple of years our beavers get bored and
build a second dam upstream from the main dam. A raging
river removed it last time. They've just rebuilt it.
Because it's is closer to the
house than the main dam, we can hear it make quite a noise after
a heavy rain. On the other side of the brook is the "beaver's
workshop" where they fell trees
and build lodges. I'm not too happy when they kill trees on our
side of the brook; here they've
girdled a large tree. Oh well, firewood for next season!
On November 13th River was three
years old, and we celebrated her birthday the next day. Here's
a page of pictures.
This year Lynn and I celebrated Thanksgiving with
just the two of us. It was a nice, quiet day to be thankful and
enjoy a beautiful traditional
meal—turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, cranberry relish, broccoli, and
pumpkin pie.
The Souhegan Valley Chorus work crew was back
together at Tim Hageman's barn November 28th. We made a grove of
birch, a sleigh, and a snowman for the Christmas show coming up.
Here's a page of pictures.
We pass a pond on the way to Milford that some fire
department occasionally uses to practice using its hoses. This
time the sun was just right to backlight the
plume.
Every other Thursday I go to lunch with Peter Dreyer
and Bill Ford (our Stammtisch).
Recently I got a menu with a misprint
offering a cup of "Soul
& Salad."
We've discovered Macoun
apples—sweet, tart, and crisp. It's an unusually
dark red.
Ever since we moved to Greenfield we've been getting spikes
growing out of our ice cubes. I finally found an explanation
on-line: As an ice film forms over the top of the ice cube it
leaves a small hole just before it's complete. The cooling water
beneath expands slightly, pushing water up through the hole, and it freezes around the edge of the hole. As more water pushes up it
forms an ice tube with water in the center. When the freezing is
complete, it forms the ice spike. For this all to happen, the water has
to be pretty pure, and the temperature of the freezer has to be just
right. Evidently we have the right conditions here (we use spring
water).
Features: Picture
of the month. Cartoon of the
month.
Quotes: "lexicographer. n.
a writer of dictionaries; a harmless drudge that busies himself
in tracing the original and detailing the signification of words." — Samuel
Johnson
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