Sunday, December 18, 2016
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Sunday, November 20, 2016
Sunday, November 13, 2016
Saturday, November 5, 2016
Once again, Phillip and Beca Mitchell organized a massive pumpkin carving event resulting in a fantastic Jack o' Lantern display on the bridge. And once again, Scott Westall outdid himself (and everyone else) with an elaborate three-pumpkin tableaux. You might want to click on this to see it bigger.
Here are a few favorites.
A bit Munch Scream, I think.
This one, I don't know, I just liked this one.
This is brilliant: two pumpkin heads have a conversation while being part of a skull.
And here's a little trick-or-treat time-lapse from Eric Weatherspoon.
Saturday, October 29, 2016
Sunday, October 23, 2016
On Saturday, many friends and neighbors gathered at the Celo Friends Meeting to remember Bob Barrus, who died last week at the mighty age of 98. This picture of Bob and Dot came from Gracie Barrus's Facebook page (thanks, Gracie). They were also holding hands when Bob took his last breath.
At the memorial, many people spoke of Bob's gentle character and his kindness. There was also talk about how much he taught to so many people. (Pancakes with cottage cheese and applesauce were also mentioned.) Bob was a teacher: he taught in the public school system, he taught at Arthur Morgan School (which he and Dot helped start), and then he touched the lives of hundreds of young people at Camp Celo, where he was a manager, a mentor, a song and dance leader, and a handyman. (The Camp Celo staff who take care of all sorts of practical matters are still called "Bob Jobbers.") At camp, he taught people how to milk a cow, how to fix things, how to identify plants, how to drive stick-shift, how to resolve conflicts, how to be a responsible person, how to treat everyone with respect, and how to appreciate the beauty of the day.
Bob kept track of the interests and activities of generations of his family, his neighbors, and countless Camp Celo and Friends Meeting folks. He was an extraordinarily pleasant person to talk to. Whenever I ran into Bob, it was easy to pause and have a chat, as it was likely to be the best moment of the day.
I particularly remember two conversations. Once, after having listening to several friends worry about whether too many people were moving here, I asked Bob what he thought about this. He was quiet for a few seconds and then said, "I'm happy to see anyone come here as long as they want to make a contribution to the community." This struck me as such a practical and open attitude, and it's stayed with me as a constant reminder to always try to make my own contribution.
Another time we were talking, I don't remember why, about how you should present yourself to other people. "Someone once told me," he said, "that it's always better to be discovered than to be found out." Another constant reminder.
The last time I saw him, early this past summer, he could hardly hear and was using a funny device that had headphones attached to a battery-powered amplifier with a little microphone sticking out of it. He asked me to hold the device and talk into the microphone while he asked me a some very specific questions about something he knew I was involved with. Communicating was a struggle, but he was still interested and still thinking about things. Another lesson from Bob.
He also taught me how to back up a trailer without jack-knifing it.
Saturday, October 15, 2016
Monday, September 26, 2016
Sunday, September 11, 2016
For several years, I've been meaning to stop some time when the light was nice and take a picture of this amazing scene on Blue Rock Road. A guy named Jim (I think) used to sit in one of the chairs sometimes and watch the road, but he seems to be gone.
I finally took the picture on a foggy morning a couple of weeks ago. This past Friday, when I was driving home from work, I saw that it had been turned into a pile of sticks.
This one is worth clicking so you can see it bigger.
Monday, September 5, 2016
Our correspondent Evan Raskin sent this picture of a strange sunset. Tal and Jeff, who are part of our scientific braintrust, are of the opinion that this is the shadow of a thunderhead. Jeff reports that the peaks of cumulonimbus clouds typically go as high as 40,000 feet. (That would be 7-1/2 miles.)
Monday, August 29, 2016
Saturday, August 20, 2016
Monday, August 15, 2016
Sunday, July 24, 2016
Sunday, July 17, 2016
Thanks again to Nicole and Gaelen who invited the whole neighborhood to their farm on July 3 for a great day of food, music, the Farm Olympics, and general fun by the river. (If you don't find this picture slightly amusing, you might want t click on it to see it bigger.)
Monday, July 4, 2016
Sunday, June 26, 2016
Sunday, June 19, 2016
Sunday, June 5, 2016
This is a gray tree frog that was, oddly, hanging out on a railing at the Penland Gallery. There are two species of gray tree frog, which are hard to tell apart. One of them, the eastern gray tree frog (hyla versicolor), can change colors for camouflage. They have sticky disks on their toes and can climb up glass. Although they are cold blooded, they produce glycerol in the winter which allows them to withstand low temperatures without their cells freezing. These are not the spring peepers--that's a different species of tree frog.
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Still liking each other after 19 years, David Zietlow and Kim Kuchon figured "why not?", and so they got their friends and family together and made impassioned professions of love out in public and now they are married. This idyllic scene was followed by music, dancing, eating, and drinking (with exceptional coleslaw!).
Sunday, May 22, 2016
Sunday, May 8, 2016
Sunday, April 24, 2016
We finally checked out the Hog Hollow Wood-Fired Pizza truck. They set up in Burnsville most Thursdays, but it's best to check their Facebook page. The pizza is good. Calling ahead to order is not a bad idea.
Yup, they have a wood-fired oven in the truck.
Monday, April 4, 2016
Sunday, March 20, 2016
So Jeff wanted to make these large, nine-sided cones to use like giant ear trumpets. For listening to things. Here's Kenan cutting parts.
It took some head scratching to find the best way to put these things together.
With several heads working together, we eventually figured it out.
Opal was relatively unimpressed.
The spectators were supportive.
Brenda listens. (Dick took this one.)
Almost finished. (Jeff took this one.)
Jeff tries one out at the soccer field. (Gretchen took this one.)
A pair of listeners. (Dick took this one.)
They are waiting for you up at the soccer field. (Jeff took this one.)
Oh, right, you want to know if they work. Yeah, they work. You might say they create an enhanced acoustical space. You can hear stuff. It's really fun. They also work like megaphones if you feel like shouting.
Come listen to the spring