A Walk in the Snow

A little over a week ago, we got about four inches of snow. Classes were cancelled (of course) and I didn’t have to be anywhere, so I went for a walk with a camera. I managed to find some really interesting subjects. My favorite is this squirrel. I took his picture at the beginning of my walk. Nobody here in town (that I know of) is all that fond of squirrels, but he was cute, so I had to take his picture. I really like the way the snow is so visible too.

This picture was taken near the end of my walk. I was on my way back and I wasn’t really expecting to take more pictures (thought I certainly wasn’t averse to the idea, obviously). For some reason, the mailboxes caught my attention. I think it’s because there were so many of them in a row and I really like those sorts of pictures. So, I took a few pictures and hoped they would come out.

I did not really look at the pictures as I took them because the snow was coming down pretty hard still and I wanted to protect the camera, so I’m really happy that I got the few pictures that turned out. I took the pictures in color, but desaturated them because I think snow pictures look better in black and white.

Tony’s helping me with one of the pictures I took and hopefully I can put that up soon. We’re playing around a little with color and stuff. He put up some of my favorite pictures on his blog (the post is Textures), so if you want to see them, you’ll have to go over there.

Weekend Cleaning

Saturday, I went to Nana’s house for a “work day” organized by Aunt Darleen. I was going to take Tony’s camera, but I completely forgot. Aunt Denise had her camera, though, so these pictures are hers.

We worked on a bunch of projects, enjoyed eating lunch together, and then worked on projects until people decided to leave in a trickle. Mostly, the pictures included are only of finished projects.

I think Aunt Denise managed to catch me in one of my lazy moments. Just goofing off…. I think the real story, though, is that Aunt Cookie and I were waiting for Marlena to bring the wheelbarrow back. We had a system of filling up the wheelbarrows while Marlena dumped them not too far away. It seemed to work well.

This is the project we were working on that I kind of referred to in the previous paragraph. These ties were all in a pile with a bunch of leaves and old hay between them. Marlena, Aunt Cookie, and I managed to get it cleaned up and organized them so that Nana can get a new load of hay for her donkeys whenever she’s ready. It was good that we were all there because, even though the ties weren’t that heavy, it would have been quite a project for just one person.

Dad and a couple of other people, including Aunt Denise and Aunt Darleen, put up a basketball net in Nana’s front yard, out near her tire swings. He helped out with a bunch of different things (the basketball net, of course; the emu pen doors; the hay bale holder thing I talked about earlier), but managed to get something done everywhere he went. Dad doesn’t usually let people take his picture, but he was even willing to let me put it here, so I jumped at the chance and here it is.

Finally, I have to mention our supervisor. He was very good at staying out of the way, but he certainly wasn’t a help to us.

A New Semester

This semester started off with a bang…of excitement. And not the kind the gets you in trouble.

For the first 30 minutes of math class, I was thoroughly bored. My teacher explained everything on the syllabus much more thoroughly than any other teacher I’ve ever had (to the point of excessive explanation). At the same time, there were things that people had to ask questions about because he’d skipped them. At any rate, it seems like it will be a good class, though like I told Tony last night, I’m really bad at telling until about halfway through the semester.

My economics class on the other hand is going to be terrific. My teacher strongly encourages (even nearly forces) class involvement. I’m quiet in my classes, but when a teacher asks me something (or to do something), I’ll answer (or do it). So I think this class, other than being a really good class in terms of how much I learn about economics is also going to be good for getting me a little more involved in my class (at least this class).

My psychology class should be a lot more interesting than the one I started at Morrisville. The teacher at Morrisville wanted us to memorize people and write papers and do all sorts of other things, but my teacher here has only four tests and no other assignments other than to completely understand the material presented to us. In other words, basically making our own study style. It seems to me like that will be really nice. I won’t have to write any papers in APA format and that kicked my butt last time I took psychology.

My French class is nothing new. There are a few new people in my class, which I guess will make it interesting. We got right to work, which was a little rough for me because I’m a little rusty, but it wasn’t too bad.

I’m really looking forward to this semester. I think it’s going to be a lot of fun.

Foggy Morning

Yesterday I wrote about the mornings at the barn that are just cloudy enough to be beautiful. The other day (I forget now, which day it was), it was really foggy. It seemed kind of dangerous for driving to work with all the deer that aren’t required to have on their headlights. You can get a general idea of how foggy it was in the picture above.

By about noon, the fog had cleared off to what you can see in the bottom picture. The horses didn’t seem to mind being out the fog (not that I expected them to, but you never know what a horse will do). The drive home was much easier than the drive to work.