Spare a minute from your frenetically busy day to consider the quite different life of the three-toedsloth.
It’s true that the sloth, which lives in the jungles of Central and South America, would barely prevail a race with a snail. But it’s not a sluggard because it’s lazy. Rather, it has carved out a remarkably ingenious mode of life in the treetops, but one that imposes certain constraints on its speed and energy level.
The sloth is not so much an animal as a walking ecosystem. This tightly fitting assemblage consists of a) the sloth, b) a species of moth that lives nowhere but in the sloth’s fleece and c) a dedicated species of algae that grows in special channels in the sloth’s grooved hairs. Groom a three-toed sloth and more than a hundred moths may fly out. When the sloth grooms itself, its fingersmove so slowly that the moths have no difficulty keeping ahead of them.
The probable interplay of these three components has now been worked out by a team of biologists led by Jonathan N. Pauli and M. Zachariah Peery at the University of Wisconsin. Their first step was to ponder a 35-year-old mystery about the behavior of the sloth.
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Every week or so, the sloth descends from its favorite tree to defecate. It digs a hole, covers the dung with leaves and, if it’s lucky, climbs back up its tree. The sloth is highly vulnerable on the ground and an easy prey for jaguars in the forest and for coyotes and feral dogs in the chocolate-producing cacao tree plantations that it has learned to colonize. Half of all sloth deaths occur on the ground. The other serious hazard in its life is an aerial predator, the harpy eagle.
Why then does the sloth take such a risk every week? Researchers who first drew attention to this puzzle in 1978 suggested that the sloth was seeking to fertilize its favorite tree. Meanwhile, the algae that gave the sloth’s coat a greenish hue were assumed to provide camouflage.
Writing last week inProceedings of the Royal Society B, the Wisconsin researchers assembled all these pieces in a different way. They started by trying to understand what would compel the sloth to brave the dangers of a weekly visit to ground zero.
Its distant evolutionary cousin, the two-toed sloth, stays safely in the canopy, out of the jaguar’s view. The visit to the ground, the researchers concluded, could not be for the tree’s benefit, because the sloth’s dung would not make much difference to its nutrition. Rather, they assumed, it was to favor a critical component of the sloth’s ecosystem, the pyralid moth. The descent to the sloth’s midden affords the pregnant moths in its fleece a chance to lay eggs.
The moths’ caterpillars are coprophagous or, to put it more bluntly, consumers of excrement. They grow to maturity in the sloth’s dung pellets and, on hatching, flutter up to the trees to find a sloth host. Burrowing into its fur, they mostly shed their wings and live there happily for the rest of their days, mating and dying in a safe, protected environment.
Sloths, Moths and Algae
Researchers studying why three-toed sloths would risk their lives to defecate on the forest floor found that the activity helps support a complex and beneficial ecosystem in the sloth’s fur.
Green algaegrows on the sloth’s hair, which has tiny cracks that store water. The sloths are thought to eat the nutrient-rich algae to supplement their limited diet of leaves.
Three-toed slothsspend most of their lives in the forest canopy. The sloth’s diet of leaves is hard to digest and low in nutrients, and sloths have the slowest digestion of any mammal.
The sloths descendto the forest floor once a week to defecate. The journey is risky, and uses about 8 percent of the sloth’s daily calories. (Two-toed sloths typically defecate from the canopy instead.)
Adult mothsleave the dung pile and fly up to the canopy, in search of sloths and mates. Moths increase the amount of nitrogen in the sloth’s fur, which encourages algae to thrive.
A species of mothlives in the sloth’s fur. Pregnant moths lay eggs in the sloth’s dung pile, where moth larvae will live until they mature.
After they die, their bodies are decomposed by the host of fungi and bacteria in the sloth’s fur. The metabolic products of this decay, especially nitrogen, are the feedstock for the specialist algae that grow in the sloth’s hair shafts. The researchers guessed that the sloths might be eating the algae from their own fur, and that this could be the purpose of the whole system.
Leaves are poor sources of nutrition, and animals that depend on them, like gorillas, often require large guts to hold them all. The sloth, having to climb along thin branches, can’t afford a big gut. It moves slowly because every calorie counts, and it pays to slow down its metabolism. But the invention of giving over its fleece to algae farming would go a long way to solving its problem of limited nutrition.
Dr. Pauli and his colleagues guessed that the sloth might be overcoming the poverty of its leaf diet by eating the algae on its fleece, and that the moths were essential fertilizer for the algae. In their paper they report much evidence in support of their hypothesis. The greater the infestation of moths, the more nitrogen a three-toed sloth carries in its fleece and the greater the amount of algae. An analysis of stomach contents showed the sloths were indeed eating the algae.
Two-toed sloths, which defecate from the trees, also harbor moths though to lesser extent. Still, they seem to be taking advantage of the sloth-moth-algae mutualism without sharing any of the risk. What could be lower on the moral totem pole than a freeloading sloth?
Dr. Pauli said he and Dr. Peery started their sloth project in 2009 on a cacao tree plantation in Costa Rica, with the goal of seeing if the sloths could colonize the plantations when their native forest was destroyed. Studying a sloth’s movements might seem as exciting as watching paint dry but the researchers sidestepped this tedium, Dr. Pauli said, by tracking the sloths with electronic collars.
Genetic engineers sometimes dream of inserting chlorophyll molecules into human skin cells so that people could photosynthesize their own food. The sloth had the idea first, probably millions of years ago.
O.K., back to your harried, fast-paced schedules. But remember the sloth, which has solved all its problems by living in the slow lane.
It was minus something this morning, I can't remember what. I was up at 5:30, woke and couldn't get back to sleep so I woke the dogs and started the day. It was a good day, very nice talk with my mother in the morning. We covered a lot of things--reincarnation (I remember finding out from my mother when I was about 8 that "most people believe we only have one life"--I was devastated), where we kept the puppies in the two houses in Rockford we lived in when my father was sweet on breeding our two dachshunds again and again, where we had the television in different houses--never in the living room. We moved every year for a while, as my father tried to find a good, permanent job, so now there's only my sister, my mother and me to try recreating life in those places. In one house we had the television in my brother's bedroom. "Why did we do that? It wasn't fair," was my mother's response today. Which house was that? Was it the one where the bedroom ceiling fell down on my sister and me in bed, making me think I was in heaven because all I could see was white? Was I obsessed with death? No, not really, it was just something I thought about. Anyway, my mother is well and we entertained each other this morning.
Went to P&J's at noon, stayed a while. Bill, Jon, Ann, the Atkinsons all there. I came home, walked to the Holts' to water Annie's African violets, then took down my Christmas tree. Sad to have it gone, I miss the colored lights and sparkles. But it was time (an understatement). It was 6 when I walked to Holts and it was a nice enough walk. The dogs are thrilled to have me accompany them on a walk, any walk, but my walks don't last long enough to suit them so they take off and come home later.
Tonight is the Grammys, but it's also Downton Abbey. Oh the torture of having too much mindless entertainment! I'll probably be in bed before either starts, but I'm recording them both so I won't miss a thing, if that's what I want. I recorded a nifty Paul McCartney concert and have watched it twice. Oh those Beatles sure were something.
It really warmed up today, which was a great treat. I took advantage of it by walking to the Holts to take care of a few things they'd asked if I could do. The dogs liked having company on their walk (but of course took a few walks without me during the day).
I was home yesterday because on Thursday my pipes burst. For some lucky reason I had remembered to shut off the pump before going to work that morning, so there was no big deal about the water. Yay--if the pump had been on it would have drained the well into the laundry room. Anyway, I asked Steve to fix it and he came yesterday morning and patched the pipe bingo. I'd had to shut off the main because there's no shut-off valve between the main and the where the water comes into the laundry room (as Steve says "You can't have shut-off valves EVERYWHERE" Well, why not, say I?). It was all very straightforward and a big relief. I sure know how to function without water but it's inconvenient. Why do the dogs always get so thirsty when there's a water crisis?
Quiet day today, though I did go to Platt. to do some grocery shopping. Didn't get there yesterday and wanted to make chili so off I went. What is up with these trips to town on weekends?
My car is ready to be picked up so I'll get it back on Monday. Am looking forward to that, I've missed it. Seems funny to me but I really prefer a Honda to a Ford. And I prefer MY car in bad weather and snow.
Will go to P&J's tomorrow. Probably will not take down my Christmas tree, I'm enjoying it too much still. Tomorrow is supposed to be cold, temps in single digits but above zero. During the day at least.
Who would have thought THAT would happen, but it was -26 yesterday morning. The house was cold, I was cold, but the dogs thought it was great and took a long walk. They were gone for more than an hour and I had convinced myself they were curled up together, frozen and dead. Then they came home all perky and refreshed, not at all chilled. Turns out they'd been to P&J's, rooting around for food. So today they got to go outside one at a time (why didn't I think of this sooner?). They don't (so far) roam when they're not together--unless there are Bog People for Tess to entertain.
Although I do have running water, it's all cold. The hot water pipes must be frozen because nothing comes out of when I try the hot water. Rats. It's OK and I'm relieved to have water at all because the pump froze yesterday morning and is now thawed. But boy is it cold, washing my hair with water straight from the well. Yikes. An externally-caused ice cream headache. I'll have to investigate the situation but maybe not until the weekend. When it warms up. But snows.
This cold seems to cause great confusion about time. I can't believe I had Monday off--that seems so long ago. Can it really be that I only work 4 days this week? Maybe it's just that LIVING seems like work when it's this cold. It's -13 today. And that seems not too bad.
-17 this morning. Living room was cold. Bedroom was not--2 dog bodies + 1 human generate quite a bit of heat. mmmmmm. nice.
Stayed home an extra hour, got the living room warm(er), left for work. I will be glad when I retrieve my Civic. A Ford Fusion without snow tires does sucky work in just the slightest bit of snow.
Dogs=happy in the cold. Though they don't seem to wander as far. duh.
Not much else going on. Work is work. Lots of CDs to catalog. Do people really borrow these? I'm told they do. Reminds me of the old days, in Rockford, when Comay's Jewelry Store was where you bought your LPs. You could listen to them before buying them. Stereo records were $5.98, Mono were $4.98. That was expensive and you could probably buy them for less elsewhere but Comay's was The Place to be. As was downtown. Bet it's a pretty depressing place to be these days.
Down to zero right now and due to be -15 or so tonight. I've got the house nice & warm but as soon as I leave the living room it will cool down. Should I stay up all night feeding the fire? NO.
Day off today and I did all right. Got some organizing done, wrapped and packed Anna's presents, oh did some other things. The rental car is just awful in the slightest bit of snow, agonizingly slow going up small hills, slipping and sliding. Oh well.
Nice lunch with my friend Donna on Sat., a good visit with her and pretty trip into the mountains. Stopped to see M'lou on my way home. Walked to the mailbox with the dogs when I got home. Boy that seemed like a lot of work. Dogs sure liked it.
Went to the movies with Lin yesterday, to see American Hustle and have dinner in Pbg. Enjoyed the movie--mostly because I could follow the plot YAY and got it.
Not much going on this week, just keeping ahead of the cold. Or, OK, maybe just keeping up with it.
Oh, and I'm mastering Windows 8. Reluctantly, but using a mouse instead of touchpad sure makes it easier. I think I've got it.
So that was a short-lived plan, to walk the dogs in the morning. I let them out this morning and they were gone for half an hour before I decided to leave them out and go to work. They weren't back at the neighbor's, so I figured they were somewhere safe. I went home later in the morning and there they were, very happy to see me (to see ANYBODY, probably). Yes, they wanted to go inside. No, they did not want to go back outside to help me feed the birds. They collapsed on the floor in the sun. I came back to work, wishing they could learn from something like that but knowing that they CANNOT.
Three-day weekend coming up. Will I take down my Christmas tree? I don't think so, I still like looking at it. Tomorrow I'm having lunch with a friend in Placid, and I have tentative plans to go to the movies with Lin on Sunday. Monday? Nothing to do. Wouldn't it be nice if I did something constructive?
Yay for me. I took the dogs for a walk this morning (although calling it a "walk" would be a big exaggeration). It's dark at 7 a.m., and it's icy in Hawkeye, but I sure didn't want a repeat of yesterday's dog performances, so I got all dolled up and walked the dogs down the driveway. Treasure spends the first bit of a walk whining with pleasure (at least I assume it's pleasure)(Treasure Pleasure). She barely got past that stage when I told them we were turning around but would be rewarded with MILK BONES. That almost went over well. Great hesitation when I started walking toward the house. But that can't be IT???? Yes, indeed. It's icy, it's dark and I don't feel like doing this. Mission accomplished, though, it was a poop walk and home we went. I do wish it weren't so icy--maybe then I'd feel like going somewhere, but it's just no fun taking baby steps and fussing about cracking your head open if you fall down.
Rental car is entertaining but I can't figure out everything about it. Last night I had a hard time finding out which setting meant the headlights were actually on. I think I got it, and I figured out how to set the brights as well. I don't much like this car and I miss my little shitbox Civic. Estimate is that it will take at least 6 days to repair. Maybe longer, depending on availability of parts. Labor cost is $45/hour. Why, that's more than I make...
I took my car to the auto body shop this morning, meeting with the insurance company's adjuster and the rental car guy. I just got a call from the adjustor, telling me the cost to fix what seemed like minimal damage will be $1600. I'll only pay $50, which is grand. Airbag sensor wire was sheared, bumper damaged, door dented, resonator busted (do I know what that is?), mud guard damaged and a bunch of other stuff. So now I'm driving a Ford Fusion with heated seats BUT NO REMOTE STARTER. And no pets allowed, although "Casey" from Enterprise winked at me. He knew I had dogs because I was an hour late to meet him because my stooped dogs ran away this morning. I fussed and fretted, called to say I'd be late for my appointment, finally decided I'd leave them loose and return home during the day to let them in (yeah, right, that would only take 1 1/2 hours). Lo and behold they were at Jim & Pat's, eating the garbage on the ground (Pat feeds a neighborhood cat, and, it turns out, neighborhood dogs). Yikes--how did they get so far from home? They had to cross the hardtop to get there, which gives me the willies to think of. So now their wings are clipped and they don't get to go out without me. Although I did chase them when they ran off this morning, but I had bare feet and it was icy and I thought they'd be home soon. wrong.
Other than that bad behavior the dogs are just fine. They sure are sweet and good company.
Last night I dreamed what is my version of an anxiety dream: I was in college, though I already had my degree--was just back for the hell of it, I guess. Anyway, I have this dream from time to time and I'm always behind in my work, have missed most of the classes, am not ready for exams, haven't written the papers, don't know where the classes are, etc. My college roommate often shows up in these dreams--she was very competitive and was on academic scholarship so was obsessed with grades. Also, she's been dead for about 35 years. Anyway, there she was in my dream. Isn't dreaming about dead people fun? I often dream about my brother, and he's always just fine, happy and doing well. So there I was in college, trying not to care because none of it mattered, but getting fussed about it anyway. And I overslept, then the dogs ran off, and I was late for everything and it turned out to be a very sucky morning. There's ice everywhere--what Ken called "just like a bottle." Luckily Donny sanded my driveway in December, and the snow has melted down to the sanded layer, so I can get up & down the hill to the house.
I had a quiet weekend. It seemed strange to have no obligations or chores besides going to the dump. On Sat. my only human contacts were a phone call to my mother and a long chat with Dump Man. That's fine with me, I get enough social contact during the week at work. Sunday I went to P&J's, had a nice visit with Bill, and did very little else all day. This weekend we have 3 days off. What in the world will I do? Heaven forbid I do something constructive. I should put together a budget to see just exactly what shape my finances are in, and to be prepared for filing taxes. Yes, it's almost time to do that again. Yikes. Lots of good cheer today because it's the 15th of January and all agree the month is going by quickly. YAY! February's next, then the dreaded March, then it's smooth sailing into spring. Oh we're obsessed with calendars and weather here.
Thursday, January 09, 2014
Flowers on my desk.
My paperwhites in bloom--they were a gift from a friend. Mostly what this shows is the chaos and mess that is my desk. But the flowers smell good.
All the way up to 8 this morning, which felt very reasonable. Yesterday it was 2, but the bitter wind was just nasty. It's supposed to be so warm that we'll have rain this weekend, which will then freeze and make our lives miserable again.
The horrible, cold wind of yesterday reminded me of my childhood in northern Illinois. There's nothing to stop the wind in that part of the country--no mountains or tall buildings, so it just sweeps across the countryside. Very, very cold. When I was in grade school we were "patrol girls," the early equivalent of today's crossing guards. We wore really cool white belts and got to escort little kiddies across the street. There were 2 of us at each intersection and boy were we ever wonderful. In 6th grade I shared a corner with one of my best friends and we really did have fun. Winter wasn't so great--we had to be out there no matter what the temperature was, but if it got below zero we'd get hot chocolate. As if that would make much difference, but it made us feel pretty darn special. At the end of our shift we would yell "Let's peel," whatever that meant, and the kids on the next corner would hear us and repeat it for the next corner, and so on. Oh it was a smooth-running operation. Why in the world they trusted goofy girls like us to monitor crosswalks will forever be a mystery to me, but it was a highlight.
Not much going on in my life right now. A deer ran into my car recently, cracking the bumper and disabling an airbag sensor (and the deer), so I'm having it repaired next week. What a pain in the neck. The deer ran right into the left front of my car when I was going fairly slowly on skid-y roads, so I couldn't get away from it. Very icky. Yes, I suppose I was lucky not to have been hurt but the whole thing happened so slowly that there wasn't much fear of that happening. How stupid are these deer, anyway? They're really on the move these days--pretty much every morning and every evening I see them crossing the road on my way home. As my friend Linda says, I should think of it as my way of culling the herd, since I don't hunt. Yes, OK.
We've been getting donations (of $$$) from member libraries to purchase e-books, since the amount we have budgeted is so miniscule. This is great and makes me feel very good (and popular). Now we just have to figure out how to spread the wealth across the year without disappointing the libraries that their books haven't shown up yet. Almost all of them want me to select the titles, so I've been spending time trying to come up with purchases that equal almost exactly the amounts of their donations. This is called what? Collection management by what formula? Fiduciary?
I also started writing an informal history of the Library System. I've been here nearly 30 years and have seen amazing changes and developments. It will be fun (some) and stressful (some), remembering the past. Lots of turbulent times but always enjoying what I do, and being able to believe I'm doing something worthwhile. Lucky, that.
Here's how my Christmas tree turned out. It's a cute little thing (I cut too much off of the big tree I brought home). Lots of really nice ornaments, they read like a personal history of my life, since I've been adding them for the last 35 years.
It rained a lot overnight and this morning, which meant we lost the snow that protected us from the thick ice on the ground. Ugh. I managed to get the deck stairs down to bare wood, which was great because the snow build-up on them gets treacherous. I did not get the path from the door to the stairs cleared, however, which might become a problem if we have a lot of snow this year.
It was lovely and warm this morning--not sure if this constitutes our January thaw, but it was a great relief from the sub-zeros we've been having. I hosted book group last night and thought the house was way too warm at 68 but everyone laughed at me. I made meatloaf that was a disaster, using gluten-free bread crumbs to accommodate one of the women. The meatloaf was like a hard, dry brick. Awful. The dogs had a real treat this morning.
Linda had sent a wonderful collection of cheeses, crackers, cornichons, salami, etc. from a fancy place in Ann Arbor--she sent it for the December meeting that we postponed to yesterday. The treats were great and we all chowed down on them enthusiastically. I had cleaned the house for the Dec. meeting and was not motivated to do much to prepare for last night, which meant the kitchen was a real mess, disorganized and with things piled all over. People must wonder how I can cook anything in that kitchen when it's so cluttered. Well maybe, after that meatloaf they won't wonder, they'll just know that I CAN'T.
I had a really nice evening with the Holts on Sat. We went to friends' for cocktails--these are the people whose son has a dog from my breeder. That dog is beautiful and looks like Treasure only with a better head. Wow she's a beauty. After drinks we drove to Lake Placid for dinner at the Mirror Lake Inn ($$$$$). We enjoy going to fancy restaurants and being fussed over by pompous staff. They had gift cards so it was not as embarrassing as it sometimes is, when they pay a huge amount of money for our dinners and won't let me contribute. Anyway, we had a grand time. Our reservation was for 7:00 and we didn't get home until 10:30. The roads weren't great so it was slow going on the trip home.
People have been out on the lake quite a bit and report that there's no thin ice along the shore. That's my main concern, I know it's thick out farther, but sometimes the shallow areas are tricky. Rush & Annie skied on Sat., which was a sunny beautiful day in the 20's, and they walked on the lake yesterday. Other friends were out on the ice over the weekend, too.
Work is fine. I had to catalog a huge order of e-books, which took most of last week but it was very nice to have that many titles (300) added to our collection.
So now it's 2014, into January already. Duncan & David will be coming at the end of the month, and Joe will come next month for the Big Burn. I had hoped to travel to Georgia with Pat to see Joe & Martha maybe in March but the money situation doesn't look too good for that kind of expense. Electric heat is hell.
And what a nice first day of 2014 it's been. I listened to a radio station for nearly all of the day, playing "Beatles A-Z," which was fantastic. It was really interesting to listen to the songs in alphabetical order, as opposed to chronological order. Way cool. I had to dig out a radio, but it was sure worth it.
I talked to a lot of people on the phone in the morning--call to my mother, nice conversation with Fred, and a long talk with the Nadals. All very nice. Roger Gray called in the morning to say that he & Monica were coming up to their camp and would stop in. Which they did, on their way in and when they left. They were down there for a long time, which worried me. Temp was 7 but there was a beautiful warm sun. They walked out on the ice, and into the woods--their feeling is that they have to spend at least as much time here as it takes to get here--in their case, 3 hours. We had a nice visit. Monica is British and charming, and works at the NY State Archives. She deals with the public and has lots of entertaining tales to tell.
I'm really happy with my new stove. The cleaning made a big difference and now it throws heat well and burns nicely. It doesn't eat wood the way the old stove did, and is pretty as well. I kept the house very warm with minimal effort. I got a few chores done, tidied up the living room, got the presents ready for book group (which meets Sunday at my house). Dogs went in and out a respectable number of times.
It's supposed to be well below zero tonight, like -12 or so. The house is still warm and it's down to 1 outside. The big storm that's coming will hit south of here tomorrow and Friday. YAY for once we get a break. We're only supposed to have 4" of fluffy snow, which shouldn't complicate things too much. Back to work tomorrow--
I had a very nice Christmas trip to RI. Left on Saturday during a horrible ice storm but didn't have any travel problems. I got out before it was too bad, though I couldn't get the car to the house and had to carry load after load down the hill and down the ice-covered stairs. Oh well, I just kept saying "Get me out of here!" and it was fine. We never lost power in Hawkeye, which was very lucky. When I got home the house was in great shape and no pipes had frozen--always a relief.
We had a quiet time, mostly. A couple of trips to the beach with Mark, some trips into town with Liza, visits with friends, all very nice. My car had a problem, though, with a belly pan (shield) that was dragging. Oh my it was noisy. Mark finally cut it off with lopping shears, thank goodness. It was very embarrassing to drive around with the bottom of the car dragging like that.
I had lunch with my friend Linda--we used to share a duplex in RI. She lives in Jamestown and I like driving over the bridge and around the island there. She's in touch with her ex-husband, who also lived in the duplex before they were divorced, and the 3 of us got together for coffee one morning. I hadn't seen him in 30 years, so it was pretty amazing to get together. He told me that my ex-boyfriend, who was a waiter when we lived together for 4 years, is now an attorney in Manhattan. Of course I Googled him when I got home. And there he is, an attorney in Manhattan. Yikes. He looks old, very old in his picture.
I went to a very nice neighborhood party on Sat. night. It was at one of the camps/houses across the lake and there were lots of people I knew from lots of places around the neighborhood there. It was grand and I had fun visiting with people. I came back from RI a day early so I could go to the party. I wanted to see everyone, plus I like being thought of as a member of the neighborhood.
The dogs had a good trip. They seem to like going to Liza's, spend a lot of time sleeping on the couch. They're pretty much immune to Christmas except for the wonderful treats and toys they get. Jenica and Justin sent some yummy chews made of yak cheese and yak milk and boy were those popular. There are mere nubbins left now.
My mother is doing well. She's 87 and is in great shape. She feels old, though, and seems old, which is a real switch for our family. She forgets things and remembers odd things sometimes. We had a nice time together, as we usually do. We had a lovely roast for Christmas dinner--Mark cooked it according to America's Test Kitchen cookbook (which I gave him last year and he now considers the ultimate word on all things cooked). We had lobsters on Christmas Eve, our tradition, and boy were they good. Big Christmas breakfast of lox, bagels, bacon, etc. Yikes we ate a lot while I was there.
Things are returning to normal now. Winter normal, that is. I had my stovepipe cleaned yesterday--it was plugged but not badly, which was a relief. I should be set for a while now. The stove burned better and hotter after that. It's supposed to get cold and snowy. Or just cold. Or just snowy. There are so many versions of weather predictions going around that it's impossible to know. One has us at -17 at night, another has 8" of snow. I'm sure it will be cold, this morning it was -1. Which isn't bad for Hawkeye in winter.
We have a lot of wind-ups. My favorite is the pink shoes, which walk. Liza says we have too many, and what do wind-ups have to do with Christmas, anyway? She has a point. Or two.
Every year my sister sends us each a villager from Italy. We have quite a collection now, and this isn't even all of them. We like to try to figure out what, exactly, the gifts are. Not always easy.
The tree with decorations. Mark uses more than 3000 lights on his trees. He wraps the light strands around individual branches. A lot of work, if you ask me.
These are toys that Mark gave to us--they tweet when you move around them or when you turn out the lights. I brought mine to work and it's on the shelf above my desk. I didn't tell anyone about it, and when they closed the building last night & turned out the lights they couldn't figure out where the bird was. Oh I'm such a prankster.
I'm in pretty good shape as far as Christmas prep goes. I usually worry that I don't have enough presents for Liza and Mark, but this year we're (hopefully) cutting back so it's easier. Way easier. Mark traditionally goes overboard at Christmas, getting Liza and me a lot of expensive things. I'm hoping he does what he said he would do and cuts back. Because I did.
We've had very cold weather lately, it was -19 the other day in the morning. I stayed home an extra hour to try to get the house warm, with limited success. My new $$$ stove isn't drawing well so I've made an appointment to have my stovepipe cleaned. It's been a year. I know I seldom burn the fire hot enough, which results in lots of creosote building up, but I just am so conservative about fires that it's hard for me to crank them up. We'll see what the chimney cleaner says...
It's warmed up a lot, and the house was very toasty this morning (which probably is costing me a fortune in electric bills). What a difference 30 degrees makes! My back door leaks terribly and there's no storm door there so the back of the house is a wreck. The bedroom is easy to keep warm--especially now that there's actual insulation under it.
I had a good birthday, nothing exciting or glamorous but peaceful. I had a lot, a whole lot of birthday attention and presents. I ended up going to the Keene Valley library's fundraiser that night. The drive was great fun, with many Christmas lights along the way. I liked it. I liked it so much that I've volunteered to serve hot dogs on New Year's Eve at the village's fireworks show. I love fireworks, and winter fireworks are way cool. They don't go up as far, usually. Pretty cool.
I'm heading to RI on Saturday if the weather doesn't make it impossible. I'm skeptical about the driveway being passable because we're supposed to have a bit of snow by then. And it's supposed to shift to freezing rain, rain, sleet, all hell breaking loose. My plow man plowed once so the driveway is in good shape for now but we keep getting a couple of inches every day. It won't do me any good to worry about it--I'll try to pack the car at the house on Friday night so I can park at the end of the driveway if I need to. The town is great about plowing the road--the plow man knows me and knows that I need to get out for work. He was plowing this morning as I left. Very nice.
Tomorrow I see my doctor (I like it when people talk about their "regular" doctor--what's that?). I've gained weight since I last saw him but am hoping to distract him from that conversation. He and I work well together so I don't worry much about seeing him.
I've got my Christmas cards under control. I've saved the last few for people who like a more comprehensive report on my year, with pictures. One is a woman I worked with in Providence--she and I keep in touch via Christmas cards. Another is a woman I worked with here in Platts., who now lives in Arizona and has grown children. Children sure do make time into a big issue. I knew Sharon before she was married, as she was married, when she had her 2 daughters, and when the daughters were about 5. Now one is married. It's quite a game we play, keeping track of time. I have another friend, from college, who has lived in Hawaii for more than 30 years. She & I keep in touch at Christmas. Wow we've known each other a long time.
Dogs are fine. They didn't seem to mind the cold weather and do enjoy the snow. They went for a 20-minute walk in the frigid cold and came home enthusiastic and perky. Go figure. Wish I could do that.
I have my Christmas tree up and decorated. It's quite queer this year, I cut too much off of the big tree so now have a very petite table top tree. And it leans. But it's got bright colored lights and beautiful ornaments. I think I'm missing a box of ornaments because there are some I didn't use, but there's no room for any more so that's a good thing. I have some wonderful ornaments, having collected them for almost 40 years.
Last night I went out to dinner with Pat, Bill & Fred. Our standard restaurant is closing on the 31st so we had to dine there. It was a celebration of birthdays, mine and Pat's, and we had a good time. No more fried perch this winter, not the way they cooked it anyway. We'll miss that.
I've shipped all the presents that needed shipping, sending off the last of them to Vermont today. YAY! I got the Italy presents in the mail MAYBE in time for a pre-Christmas arrival. I got Jenica's and Justin's presents off, but didn't get Anna's wrapped and packed. She'll get hers in January. Sorry, Anna. I love you, you know that.
Today's the last day before I have to say "I'm in my 60's." There seems to be a difference between just being 60, and moving on to 61. I know, it's not a big deal, there's nothing we can do about it, it beats the alternative, etc. But still...I don't relish being 61. Even if I'm the youngest of my Hawkeye friends. None of it helps. When I look in the mirror in the morning when I get up I see an old person with huge bags under her eyes. I do perk up, both physically and mentally, by the time I get to work. It just takes me a bit of time, I guess.
No, I'm not depressed, just contemplative. It was fun having a birthday on 12/12/12, now it's just turning another year older.
I haven't been doing much besides Christmas preps and watching TV and feeding the stove. I've started reading the book group book (Susan Vreeland) but have a long way to go and am running out of time. Book group meets Sunday at my house. Yikes. Much cleaning to be done by then, and hopefully a Christmas tree will go up. Buying it is only half the challenge.
The weather hasn't been much to talk about, but apparently that's about to change. Cold weather is coming, with temps in single digits (doubtless below zero in Hawkeye). Everyone is incredibly fussed about this, but honestly, it's not -20, and it IS winter. We're supposed to have "measurable amounts" of snow Sat. night into Sunday, but no one apparently is willing to predict how much that will be. Hopefully Donny will plow before 5 Sunday night. Otherwise book groupers will have fun getting to my house.
I mailed my Italy presents yesterday, which was a great feeling. I need to get Anna's package in the mail (well, maybe wrap things first). A friend suggested I drive to Canada to mail her stuff, which doesn't sound like a bad idea. Maybe Monday after work. Monday we have a luncheon with the CEF board. We did this last year (no one is willing to own up to having the idea to do this) and it wasn't great. Mostly trustees visit with trustees and staff looks on miserably. I signed up to bring dessert, and gleefully discovered 2 boxes of brownie mix in the pantry last night. YAY! I was hoping to be enthusiastic and make some exciting cake or something, but now I feel much better. Problem solved.
Work is fine. Full of year-end things, mostly right now we're wrapping up our assessment process for 2013. Did we accomplish our goals? Well, sort of. No, I didn't write the e-book portion of our Collection Development Policy. I started to but yuck it's just not fun. I have to have a draft by the time I meet with the director this week. Well, girlie, get on with it!
I have most of my Christmas shopping done, remarkably. I have to get something for my cousin & his wife (why we swap gifts is still a mystery to me and my mother)--I hope to hit the studio/gallery of a great potter who's a friend on Saturday and pick out something nice. I've sent them baskets in recent years, but (sorry) NO ONE is getting a basket this year.
Union Christmas party is tonight. These parties usually turn out to be more fun than anyone expects (which isn't saying a lot). Dinner in a restaurant, then as soon as the last fork is put down we all scramble out quickly and go home. Travel is supposed to be tricky tonight, with snow squalls and slick roads. Swell, just about my least favorite driving conditions--snow in the dark.
Here's my Christmas tree. I bought it in Saranac so drove 40 mph all the way home (I was one of those annoyingly slow cars). Got it Sunday afternoon, there it sits on my deck, waiting for attention. I will cut the top half off and make it a tabletop tree. Oh yes, I will. Sometime soon.
I drove to RI for Thanksgiving, leaving a day earlier than intended (Tuesday) due to a number of things, like disappearing dogs (what DO they do at camp this time of year, anyway?) and predicted impending horrible terrible impassable storm. I was gone for nearly a week, which seemed strange, but it was a very nice trip.
Got to Liza's in good time on Tuesday afternoon, had a quiet time and went to bed early. Weds. (late) Jenica & Justin arrived, having traveled through the storm I was so careful to avoid (it wasn't that bad). We had a nice beach walk, though it was cold, very cold, and windy, very windy. Dramatic surf but even more dramatic total of 12 dogs on the beach at once. A group who apparently walks their 5 dogs together a lot was there. Our dogs got along with their dogs, but we kept Malcolm and Tess leashed for most of the walk. I didn't want Tess to be trampled and rolled by the energetic 1-year old giant male Labs who were there. She didn't seem to mind but DID want to investigate more areas than I was willing to walk to.
Turkey dinner was great--good food and plenty of it. I helped Liza cook, we all helped serve and eat and clean up. Very nice holiday.
I walked the dogs alone in the park on Friday while Mark was at work--we went on the "nature trail" for a change and it was very nice. Always fearful of ticks in Lyme country, but I think we escaped unscathed. Mark & I walked in the park again on Sat. but it was really cold and the dogs took off so it wasn't one of our better walks.
Justin & Jenica left on Friday and I went to town for a few things. Saturday Liza, Mark & I went Christmas shopping in Westerly. It was great--we each had our own shopping cart and filled them, checked out at the same time, then went home. Liza likes to rest a lot. We went back to town in the afternoon for a few more things, then were home to rest. I didn't have lobsters this time (!!), it just seemed like too much trouble. We had good flounder on Weds night with J&J, but ate turkey and pork the rest of the time.
The weather was variable, with a couple of cold days but mostly it was in the 40's and not bad. My mother no longer has her wood stove and worries a lot about how she'll keep the house warm. She has electric heat but hers costs a lot less than mine does.
I left RI yesterday morning, had a good trip home. Made a couple of stops so it took a bit longer but I got some shopping done. My house was 49 when I got home (ugh). Temps outside had been down to -3 and the lake froze over while I was gone. I'll find out tonight from P&J when that happened. It's a bit early for that, and it's supposed to be quite warm this week so it might open.
Had a good trip. Hard to believe I'll be going back in about 3 weeks. All is well.
AuSable Chasm, on a recent travel day. Very pretty and dramatic. In cold weather the falls freeze, which looks really nifty.
That's what was on my thermometer this morning, a big old goose egg. Zero, with a wind chill (if you believe in wind chill) of something below zero. The house was cold when I got up at 5 so I turned on every heater I could find and cranked up the stove. Got it up to a respectable 60 before leaving for work. The insulation project was completed on Saturday, and it's definitely made a big difference. How stupid is it to have the thermostat for the electric heater on the floor with the heater? duh. What's the coldest place in a room? Yes, the floor. Next to the thermostat. Well they were cheap and all we could afford, so that's the kind of heater I have. People always ask what I have my thermostat set at--well, there's low, medium & high on the floor unit so who knows what temperature it's set for?
Had a nice weekend. Spent some of Saturday with Lin at a gallery we've visited in the past. I really like the artwork of one of the several artists whose work is there, so I bought some cards and some misc. other things for Christmas. Am I even THINKING about Christmas now? Not really. And it's a month from today.
After shopping we went out for lunch and had a nice pizza and beer together. Then home I went to pay the boys for their insulation work. They of course were thrilled to get checks, and I, of course, overpaid them. But it was great that they did it--what a disagreeable job, crawling around under the house, lying on your back to staple insulation above you. I know, I did it 20 years ago. They reported that there were parts of the house with no insulation at all. I could tell them where those spots were--the back of the house, most notably my bedroom. Now that it's insulated it's much better.
Yesterday was incredibly windy and cold. The house got warm and stayed warm well into the night. I went to P&J's and stayed a while for a very nice visit with them. We appreciate each other a lot in the winter--although there are others in the neighborhood we feel alone.
I had a wonderful visit to the Westport library last week. It's a great place, friendly people, fire in the fireplace, pretty location on the lake. I did my consulting there, then followed the lake up to Essex, cut over to Wadhams (which has some of the most beautiful views in the Adks), then to Lewis and up the Trout Pond Rd. We used to travel that road a lot. It's a pretty area with few homes. From there I followed the river to Keeseville, then went to the Chasm and on to Peru. Whew! It was grand and I really enjoyed it. It only took an extra half hour to get back to Plattsburgh, which impressed me. I like going to the member libraries. We have a great group of directors right now.
Tomorrow I'll leave work at noon, head home and pack for my Weds. trip to RI. There's much ado about a big, terrible storm coming tomorrow & Weds., so I'm trying not to think about driving conditions. I plan to leave Weds. early morning, which I think is when the storm is supposed to be particularly ugly, with sleet and ice. Rain to the south, so I just need to get out of the Adks.
I'll be in RI until Sunday, having a nice visit with Liza and Mark. Jenica & Justin will be there part of the time so it will be very festive. What will we do? Walk the dogs on the beach. Cook Thanksgiving dinner. Eat Thanksgiving dinner. Eat lobsters. Maybe go shopping at some small local shops. That's our usual Thanksgiving activity list. Doubt that it will be very different this year.
We got about 3" of powdery snow Sat. night and I guess we're supposed to get quite a bit more on Weds & Thurs. Well it IS winter, and we have snow in the winter. I don't like snow much, it's hard to deal with and complicates things.
Hope everyone has a good holiday. I'm looking forward to mine.
I enjoy November, when the weather is variable. We have warm, then we have cold, then it gets warm again. There aren't usually any extremes, making life simpler and more pleasant. We had nice warm weather over the weekend but now it's chilly again in Hawkeye. Due to be in single digits in a couple of days. Yikes. The ground is freezing/frozen. The temperature dropped quickly overnight and I was afraid there would be black ice on the way in this morning, but I had no problems.
Last week was good--I was pleased with my progress on Monday. I had some work meetings, some webinars, and most notably I went to the dentist on Weds. I had planned to have ONE filling replaced, but of course the dentist talked me into doing 2. Ugh. I had such bad childhood dental experiences that I get nervous just having my teeth cleaned, so this was pretty traumatic for me. This dentist is very good, however, about using a lot of novacaine and waiting for it to take effect. So it was painless. Sore for a few days afterward, but all in all not really terribly unpleasant. It took a long time and cost a lot of money but who's surprised at my age to need replacement fillings?
The insulating project at home goes on. Saturday Lin was kind enough to drive me to Plattsburgh so I could buy the 3 more rolls that Ravi said he would need. Only 2 fit in my car at once, so it was great to have her larger vehicle. That's it, I hope, for buying insulation. The living room is noticeably warmer, and now the back of the house is chilly but not truly cold (as it was before). Plastic on the bedroom window has helped.
We had a good Plattsburgh run on Sat., eating lunch at the new-to-us 5 Guys. It's all about meat. I ate what they call a regular burger, which is 2 patties, so I felt sated and sluggish all afternoon. And as if I should eat a lot of fruits and vegetables. Which I did, that night. I also made cheesecake that night, with gluten-free crust, for book group on Sunday. The crust was OK but sort of gloppy--I used gluten-free shortbread cookies, mashed up, with melted butter added to them. The extra butter sure made things greasy, but it did turn out well.
Sunday we had our Book Group Thanksgiving at M'lou's. Very nice. Very good food, but too much of it! I ate a whole lot. Ugh. Boy was it all good, though. And we had a nice time, visiting and talking (a little) about the book (Sisterland). Next month's book is Susan Vreeland, The forest lover. I don't know if it's any good, but she's a good writer so at least it should be well-written.
Yesterday I had my annual eye exam in Saranac Lake. A lot of driving--to Platts. by 8, then to Saranac Lake, then back to Platts., then home the same way at 4. My eyes are fine except for an issue with the replacement lens in my left eye--I had cataract surgery a long time ago and he said that, when you have cataracts removed at a younger age this often happens. It gets cloudy at the back of the lens. This is just starting with me but has gotten worse in the last year so may need to be fixed (lasered). It's an easy fix, he assured me. And I trust him. Mostly now it's just a blur issue, nothing too serious. After my pupils were dilated and the solution was wearing off, one pupil was way bigger than the other, which made me a little nauseous but mostly just looked very, very strange. All is back to normal now.
This weekend Lin & I are planning to go to an open house at a gallery we visited a while ago. I like the artwork of one of the artists, and we both need to do a little Christmas shopping. Wow I need to get into Christmas mode!
Next week is Thanksgiving, and I'm off to RI on Weds. Looking forward to that. Later this week I go to Westport for the afternoon, to do some consulting on their Adirondack collection. That's a nice trip--great library, wonderful director, and I like looking at Adirondack collections. And on Friday I get paid. Yay.
It's not really that cold (27) but it's damp and snowy so feels chilly. I've got a good fire going, the house is comfortable (thought not truly warm) and I have the day off. I have a long list of tasks to accomplish today but so far all I've done is read the paper and watch TV. And eat. The dogs are eager to go out but I'm keeping them in for now because a friend is hunting on my land and I don't want the dogs to bother him. They've had plenty of entertainment this morning.
It's supposed to warm up today (40's) so hopefully I'll finish up the winter prep tasks outdoors. The deck needs attention, flower pots need to be emptied, though probably will need to have the soil thawed first. I MUST put the lawn mower away in the shed. I've put that off other years until there's real snow--it's sooo hard to push a lawn mower through the snow! You'd think a girl would learn in 20 years to get these things done before November.
Had a good week, work was fine. I saw Pat & Jim twice, well three times if you count yesterday. They're fine and Pat is feeling much better. I had dinner with the Holts and Bill on Sat., which was very nice. Holts were here for the weekend and very generously took my 7 bags of old insulation to the dump in their truck for me.
I bought a new computer on Sat. Wow what a difference. I gave my old laptop to Lin and am trying to get used to this new HP with a totally different keyboard. I have good Internet access but also have Windows 8, which is incredibly frustrating. Rush, Annie & I tried to do some simple things with it yesterday but didn't have much luck. Wow, Bill Gates, even a nuclear physicist finds it frustrating.
Busy week ahead, plenty of training and a few meetings. Also, ugh, an appointment to have a filling replaced. We had terrible childhood dental experiences (lots of drilling for cavities without novacaine, which seems unimaginable today) so I'm always fretful when going to the dentist. This dentist is good about making sure the novacaine is effective before proceeding, and I've had OK experiences in he past. Wow! It doesn't hurt! Let's see if my good luck continues.
Not really much going on in Hawkeye. Only one other person on the road now and he comes and goes. No bog walkers but there were 4 cars at the Silver Lake Mtn trailhead yesterday. It wasn't really a pleasant day but did almost get to 40. Supposed to do that again today but we've got a way to go. I still have to make one more trip to the boat house to retrieve things. The lock on the gate was frozen last weekend so I waited until it thawed, unlocked it in prep of my yet-to-happen visit. Maybe today. I hope. Let's finish at least ONE thing today!
This was what it looked like at the boat house yesterday morning--very, very pretty. Reports of 2 loons still at the lake, in winter plumage. Isn't it time for them to leave?
Very exciting thing happened today--my phone company contractor finally came and installed high-speed Internet at my house. This is great but boy will take some getting used to. I tried using the email address for my Frontier account, but because I never took Jamie's name off the account the "from" says James Rogers. Yikes. Luckily I only send 2 messages that way before it was pointed out to me. This computer is slow and pretty old, so I'm thinking of buying a new one. They're so much cheaper than they were, it's just very tempting.
So now I can blog at home. Hmmmm. Not sure what this will mean. More blogging? I have to switch my email accounts all over the place. My main (new) personal email address is labrdors at gmail.com--but I'll still use my cefls address, of course, since it's my work address.
It's a rainy day, not really very cold but feels cool and damp so I built a fire. The phone guy admired my stove and told me a little history of the company. He also told me where to get good, cheap firewood, from a place that makes pallets, but you need a truck to pick up the loads. So I'll probably just stick with what I do.
I went to the dump this morning but haven't done much else besides play with the Internet. I'm trying to get this computer set up with the most current versions of things but it's so slow that it takes a long time.
Busy week at work. Monday I went to an arts program in Peru at night, getting lost in the dark on the way there. I had to laugh at myself--I certainly know how to get there from here, and used to live in Peru, but I missed my turn in the dark in Peasleeville and away I went, off into the deep darkness. It was all fine, I figured out where I was and got to the library on time.
Tuesday I had dinner with Annie and a friend (at Annie's). That was nice. A dark walk home, and it was cold--down to 18. Cold days at the beginning of the week, warm days at the end.
Weds. I spent the day in Malone, where I did 2 Power Point presentations. I only prepared one, someone else did the other (the GOOD one). Mine was boring, about cataloging rules. It was short, only about 9 slides, and they were all text. Anyway, it was over when it was over. That night I met Bill & Fred for dinner in Saranac. We were supposed to be taking Pat out for her birthday dinner but she didn't feel up to it so we went without her,. never ones to miss an opportunity for dining out. It was nice to be with the 2 of them.
Friday was a staff luncheon and I cooked a cheesecake Thursday night. I used a smaller pan so it was thicker and thus not quite cooked as well as it usually is, but people ate it anyway. After work I went grocery shopping then stopped at P&J's, then came home. whew.
Last weekend I imposed on Lin to drive me to Plattsburgh to buy rolls of insulation that don't fit in my car. We did some other shopping, had our usual fun, then she delivered the insulation to my house. Very nice of her. I'm having the son of a friend--who mows my lawn--and a friend of his put the insulation under the house. I don't think I have enough to do the whole house but it's a good start. They got started on Monday and plan to work tomorrow and Monday. Jamie & I did it 20 years ago but I just didn't feel like doing it this year, and had some cash to pay for it.
Not much going on in Hawkeye. My friends hunted on my land last weekend, and may return tomorrow. They found buck rub on a tree so were pretty excited. Goodness knows we have enough deer...