Sunday, September 24

Sunday Morning Coffee Muses, Quiet And Not Too Warm

The hummingbird numbers are down just a bit from last weekend. And they aren’t quite as prone to battle as the earlier group. So I would imagine some have pushed on thru instead of waiting for a weather system to help with the flight. We should have more packing in ahead of the cool front expected next weekend.

I need to go fix breakfast. We need to run over and take youngest granddaughter her birthday gifts.


Saturday, September 23

Back Porch Morning Coffee Muses

The only thing wrong with sitting on the back porch at this time of year is the sun glaring in my eyes. I hate to think I may have to get a pair of sunglasses to sit on the porch. Now I remember why I always left my floppy hat out here. I could always pull the brim down to block the sun in my eyes.

Ok, that’s better…

Glare corrected by judicious use of cloth. The morning temperature is a bit more moderate, it was all of 76° in the shade on the other side of the house when I came out. Now, on this porch, in the shade, it’s 83°. And I’m sitting in the sun…

I so hate that spending a half hour or so in my rocking chair requires a shower when I’m done. Hardly seems fair for fall. I feel my mountain dreams coming on, it’s 58° on this porch right now….

Ahhh, cool mountain air. Of course, the leaves are turning up in the mountains right now. So there it actually is fall.

Time to run…

Friday, September 22

Deere Meditations Interrupted By Broken Belt

It’s hot, it’s humid, It’s just another summer day as we start into fall. I didn’t muse this morning because I was making the sugar water for the hummingbird feeders. Out of eight feeders six were dry are almost dry. After distributing out a gallon of new sugar water the hummers seem happy.

I started my Deere Meditations about noon… I waited for the grass to dry a little more before I started. About a third of the way through I could tell I wasn’t going to finish before the belt let go and broke. There’s a sound the deck starts to make before the belt falls apart and breaks and I was hearing it the last three times around the yard.

Since working on a hot mower is no fun I’ll have to wait for Monday morning to get out and replace the belt. So another long day of Deere Meditations to start the week.

Now, for a glass of ice water to cool of… mañana.

Thursday, September 21

Too Hot, Too Humid, Too Late For Morning Coffee Muses

Sorry about the lateness… I jumped down the genealogy rabbit hole this morning. I had an email yesterday from a cousin with an analysis of the DNA results on our shared Cox ancestry. The DNA results have us all sharing DNA with three lines of Cox families living in Limestone County Texas in 1850. We always assumed these three families were related, DNA now shows the relationship was there.

Family History can be an all consuming hobby… I try to hold it at bay so it doesn’t take over.  The Cox’s mentioned above came to Texas from Mena, Arkansas prior to 1850. By 1860 many were living in Austin.

Time to dive back down the rabbit hole…

the ramblings of my brain over that first cup… and other meanders