Metal testing...

Feel'n like this ol piece of tin. Got a few rusty spots, got a few holes in the armor, got a few wrinkles, got a few gray days but...  

This Ain't Nothin'

Season of change...

Fall is in the air and the cowmen are busy shipping out of the summer ranges.  Here we have had warm days and cool nights. The days when the North wind is not howling are glorious indeed. 
A sure sign of fall is when Willie starts putting himself under the covers at night.

Sorting...
The sifting through stuff seems never ending at times. I got excited last night when I found a Sage fly rod case high up in a storage area, more excited when I opened it and found a Sage flannel rod holder inside... opened it up, praying for a Sage fly rod.  It contained a Phazer fly rod that is worth less than the Sage case. Ah well, it was fun for a minute there.

The house...
There have been few showing any interest, and we dropped the price by $5K, but no one has come to look at it. I'm concerned, but the fact is that few of the houses in this market/price range are moving right now.  My neighbors, who brought property in Colorado last fall to build on, are having the same problem. Their house is not seeing much interest either. They decided to buy a travel trailer and a new Expedition to pull it, and are headed to Colorado the middle of the month. Said they would rather be there getting ready to start that house than here.  It's great that they have the resources to do that.

Family...
My granddaughter, Taylor, and her husband live in LV. We heard from them shortly after the attack, they are fine.  I'm very glad that they sold their house, (in three days) and are moving up to WA next week. They have gotten good full time jobs there and will live with MySean & Amy til they find a house. Taylor is expecting, so there is that to look forward to as well. I will be a Great Grandma next year! 

Fire...
This afternoon we had a fire start to the NW of my neighborhood.  The North wind has been blowing for days, making things very dry, and the fuel load is heavy. Cal Fire was on it in no time with a fire retardant bomber, a spotter, a helo, a dozer and numerous engines. It was 100% contained at 20 acres. They stopped it within 1/2 mile of our houses.  No easy feat with the amount of fuel available and the wind. 

Power shop'n...

Sometimes you need a little help, and as you know if you have been reading this blog there has been no power to Dad's shop. I have had several phone conversations with the nice young electrician. We tried to trouble shoot what the problem could be over the phone, but I was having no luck.  He's a pretty busy guy, but worked me into his schedule for early this morning. When he got here, the first thing he said was, "I was really hoping we could solve this over the phone, so I didn't have to bill you."  Me too, but it didn't happen, so here he was.  He checked the main panel, all good there. We went out to the shop, and no power. He looked around inside, walked outside, looked around the backside of the house, reached down lifted a cover, and reset the GFI. Wallah, power to the shop!  Only thing I could do was laugh, how I missed that one I don't know.  Another lesson learned.

Fall...

Yesterday morning the sunrise over the Sierras was a harbinger of things to come.

  

Thunder boomers  had been building all day, and the sky looked very angry indeed.  Only a few rain drops for all that threatening to do more.

Running errands took me by the clock tower, a mere shadow of the beautiful old building that once stood on that corner.

Cone and Kimball Building
Red Bluff, California
The two-story Italianate building with a corner tower was designed by A. A. Cook and named for the rancher Joseph Spencer Cone and the businessman Gorham Gates Kimball. It was built in 1886 and destroyed by fire in 1984.There is a replica of the clock tower where the building once stood.
 

I was outside in the late evening, when I heard fall coming...

Usually they are heard late at night, as they drift South by starlight.  There was a bunch of honking back and forth, obviously a slight disagreement on leadership and direction.  They eventually settled to the course and were gone from sight.

Starting over...

I've learned, often the hard way, that it is not wise to count your chicks before they hatch.

I woke up Sunday morning to see that I had missed early mass. Too much late late night reading, perhaps. Went on to get into some projects, and again looked at the clock to realize I had missed the later mass as well.  Certainly not the end of the world.  Prayer can take place anywhere. Oh, and that sense of impending trouble, well that should just put you on notice to pay attention.  

Checked my phone to find a message from the buyer of Dad's house. The buyer was not going to go forward with the purchase. Seems the buyer's house would not come close to selling for what it had been bought for during a big bubble. Would I take less for Dad's house? Told the buyer, who is now not a buyer, I would have to think on that, but considering the amount of time & effort the estate attorney, the realtor, and I had gone through to get my brother to agree to the price we quoted, nope.

Starting over...