Day 164 A Short and Straight Road
A short and straight road instead of a long and winding road; guess that works. Spent some time at the ranch today. Nice and peaceful and oh, so green.
A short and straight road instead of a long and winding road; guess that works. Spent some time at the ranch today. Nice and peaceful and oh, so green.
The fried rice was delicious at Kobi Steakhouse, as good tasting as it looks. The boys prefer rice to noodles. We made an Asian food day of it and ate at Umami for lunch. It is a new Asian Sushi place that is located where Lily’s used to be downtown. It was the best food we had the whole day. I would definitely eat at Umami again and Tiffany agreed 100%. Thanks to Billi for recommending it. Sorry I didn’t take any pictures. Guess I will just have to visit again.
If these plates are indication, the food was yummy. The boys really put it away. No leftovers went home. Looks like someone might have had a cherry in their Roy Rogers.
Tiffany and I took the boys to the Kobi Steakhouse last night. They had so much fun watching the cooking tableside. Bryton is still talking about trying to catch broccoli in his mouth. The food was really good and we are glad we took them. The bottom shot is of the onion volcano the cook made.
I am not sure what these pretty flowers are. They look a bit like ruffled snapdragons. Mom says that is what they are, but I am not sure. They were in a bouquet that Mom’s roommate received. I was so excited to get to meet Rosalie’s family this week. She has a daughter, Robyn, who is a darling. Her son is a rancher, so we had lots to talk about.
A new bird decided to pay a visit yesterday. I believe it is a pigeon of some kind. Funny thing is, I am very good at identifying African birds, but local – not so much. So, Curtis, am I right?
The grass in front of my house is getting so tall that we could cut hay or graze cows there. The rain everyday has put a hold on mowing. The dandelions are about done blooming and are in full “going to seed” mode now. We need some warm weather to help the pastures and hay fields grow. Ordered a new MacBook Pro today; one with more RAM(hard to believe that 8 and 16 are pretty much standard now days), a faster processor and retina display. I have been having trouble running Lightroom4 on my MacBook Air and my 17 inch Pro is just too heavy to haul with photo gear on a plane. CA is going to be the breaking in session for the new little jewel. My photog friend, Tim,, who I am going to Monterey with, advised me that the Air just won’t run LR4 properly and that I needed a new one. I was not hard to convince. New memory cards are here and the filters will arrive tomorrow. I think I am all set.
Maybe we should have called the little guy Hairy Legs, as he/she is now growing feathers all the way down to it’s toes. Make sure and enlarge by clicking on the photo to see those feathers growing in. Really strange. Walter calls it Ichabod and the girls call it Mumble.
This is the new resident in the little chicken house. It stopped raining today, so that I could safely bring my camera outside. I now have all three chicken coops occupied. The little guy had quite a rough beginning. He was a hatchling in my daughter’s kindergarten class, but not a normal hatchling. The janitor took all the eggs out to throw them away after the rest of the chicks had hatched days before. He was hitting each egg with a hammer as he threw them away and one peeped back at him. He quickly got it put back in the incubator minus the shell, but the membrane inside was still intact. By gosh, the little thing hatched but was so weak that the older chicks would have pecked it to death. So it went to my daughter’s house for a few weeks and lived under one of my heat lamps. He/she is now officially moved to Mehmke Farm and Ranch. He is loving all the space to run. When you have a single chicken you need to condition them to become social. We use a mirror and a little furry friend, as you can see in the photo for tomorrow. The little guy sleeps in front of the mirror and talks to it all the time. I was hoping that it would turn out to be a hen, but the comb is looking more like a rooster. What a tough little chicken and a bit strange looking too.
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