Saturday, May 12, 2012

Friday, May 11, 2012

Power Link

While I was on a trail ride on Thursday morning, SDG&E went to town on their ugly towers surrounding our property. Very depressing.





Thursday, May 10, 2012

T.R.O.T.

Joyce and I went back to Laguna today. This time we parked at the Wooded Hills trailhead. It's further off the road and a much more bumpy access road, but the trails get us to the meadow much more quickly. We headed out to the little lake and were joined part way with another rider. She was riding a Foxtrotter and said she usually rides for 12 hours every day. Not surprisingly, she soon left us in the dust.

When I got back to the ranch Angie and Gary were just setting up their rig. I picked her and Mom up and we went out to do some grocery shopping. I was pretty tired when we got home so I checked in on the kitties, made a tuna sandwich for dinner, and took a short nap.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

I took Mom out to lunch at a new Greek restaurant in Alpine today. We both had the Giro sandwiches with pita bread. We thought the food was tasty, but were surprised that the Giro meat was in chunks rather than shaved strips.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

My Office

I'm taking advantage of Dennis's absence this week to clean my office. So far, I got rid of all the catalogs (a lot of catalogs), read all my craft magazines, and handled all those miscellaneous pieces of paper that have been hanging around for weeks (months?) It's looking pretty good.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Herding Kittens

If you thought herding cats was hard, try photographing kittens. They are so fast! I did manage to get a few shots though.

This is Precious:








This is Precious and Cindy Crawford:


This is Cindy Crawford:



And this is Bubba:












Who's a girl?

 Yesterday Mom and I named the three female kittens. The calico was already named Cindy by the Mom-cat owner because kitty has a spot on her face that looks like a mole--like Cindy Crawford's. The all-grey cat we named Precious because she's so sweet. The third kitten we named Million Dollar Baby (Baby for short) because she was a real tufty--standing on her hind legs and batting her paws like a fighter.

Then, when we took the kittens for their shots, it turned out Million Dollar Baby was a boy. So we renamed him Bubba.