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As many of you know last February I had my father buried in his hometown cemetery in Latham, Kansas. I didn’t have the time to have the headstone installed and my brother, Brian, suggested that we do so in the fall.
Six weeks ago I began calling monument companies to get the stone cut and engraved. I found an online company that required two months advance notice, and I called the guys who provided the burial vault, but they wouldn’t sell the stone to me directly. They only did business with funeral homes. I finally found a company in Wichita who not only promised the stone in less than a month, but also had no problem dealing directly with me. Selling retail if you will. Last month I sent them our design and six hundred dollars and they had it set in place on Thursday.
Originally the plan was to come back with Brian, Diane and Peter, but the event quickly grew to include relatives and close friends from Evansville. We’re here in Wichita now and tomorrow we return to Latham for a second goodbye.
Here’s a short video from last winter. We’ve rented the Town and Country and we’re picking up my father from the funeral home. You’ve got to love the Easy Rider, Dennis Hopper jacket.
Michael,
Boring clouds in Maryland, exciting clouds in Colorado. I’ve been collecting clouds since we arrived here. Here you will find my latest best dozen cloud shots. In the past months there were several phantasmagorical sky views I couldn’t shoot for various reasons, like driving 70 mph down a crowded road (not being a Miller), absent camera, or discharged battery (sob!). But eventually new cloud opportunities will come along. The weather here is always changing–mostly for the better!
–rakkity
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I think Rakkity and the rest of the blog would enjoy this.
Pesky Godson
Mike,
My old buddy Chuck is hobbling around with an undiagnosible knee problem. First his doc told him he had a torn meniscus in his left knee. Then the MRI showed nothing. So he’s going to physical therapy, and his therapist told him to go do a lot of biking. He called me up and said, “I know a great bike trail, want to come?” A couple of weeks ago I would have begged off, but I’m nearly all healed up from my surgery and so off we went. We rode about 10 miles on dirt trails through some pretty prairie country along South Boulder Creek. I liked it so much, I took Beth on the best parts the very next day.
The wildflowers are all gone, except Milkweed seed pods but the fall colors are very fine, particularly with the Boulder mountains hanging in the background under the usual cerulean skies.The prairie dogs are scampering through the buffalo grass, having long since stored up haystacks in their holes for the coming long winter. The red-winged blackbirds have all flown south, but 2 days ago when I was walking on part of the same trail, a barn owl glided noiselessly down to a stump next to the creek and eyed me curiously for several minutes. The rainbow trout in the creek are hiding in the riffles, but the fishermen, poor fellows, are all sitting indoors watching the Broncos.
–rakkity
Here’s a robust (read: maybe too many) photo gallery of pictures Adam and I snapped last weekend. Mine begin with Adam’s face. And, finally, a photo of Dan’s two dog’s which should satisfy La Rad.
Fun story in Wired by Charles Graeber, on Alex Roy’s attempt to break the 22-year-old “totally illegal†record for driving from Manhattan to Santa Monica in 32 hours, 7 minutes. If you read the story (Adam, Matthew, rakkity) take the time to also watch the short videos.
A few of Adam’s photos from last Saturday’s party at Mother Goose’s house.
Emma, Kate and Matthew