We had a lovely 2 weeks at the lake in NH. Short video and tons of photos here:
Slideshow version here:
And Helen posted some photos here:
I broke my cleanliness backpacking record, not taking a shower or bath for 20 days. That included gather lots of good sweat from fun hiking, running, and biking the local trails for 20 miles. And lots of good grim from the 20 dead trees I cut down. And dust from the 20 boxes of books we emptied out from the attic. And 20 year old spider webs from the windows I cleaned.
Oh yeah, I also swam in the lake about 20 times.
When we got back to Syracuse, there were these little critter footprints all over the apartment:
Several mysteries here:
- What sort of creature was it? Bigfoot? Baby Bigfoot? A deviant Bigfoot with extremely little feet? Those didn't quite feel right, so our next guess was one of those evil black squirrels.
- How did it get in the well sealed apartment? Given the black footprints, we are thinking ninja style through the supposedly closed chimney from our non-working fireplace.
- What did it do while here while we were gone? No empty beer cans, so no party. Lots of prints around the windows, so maybe it was one of those spy squirrels, keeping an eye on the neighborhood terrorist.
- How did it get out? The chimney would be a one way trip. And there were no open windows.
This last mystery bothers us the most, with suspicions of it lurking in a closet, waiting for the right moment. If we suddenly disappear (or even if we gradually disappear, one appendage at a time), I would suggest taking the above photos to the authorities so the bring the criminal to justice. With all those police cars we had in our street last month, I'm sure they can footprint all the street squirrels and get a match.
To those of you who were stumpped by last months puzzler. I am proud to say my Irish Mother figured it out, with help from Dad's keen eyes. That stoplight is in center of the city Irish neighbood, so they turned it upside down, putting the Green light on top.
They had an Irish festival here this weekend, with lots of great music. A band called 'Enter the Haggis' is great, although, having sampled haggis (various animal organs mixed with oatmeal and boiled in a stomach, I'm not a fan), their name stirs up troubling images for me. Here is a pic of a cute Irish dance tream preforming:
Thats it for now. I'm heading out to a 'veggy fest' today in the local park, presented by local vegans. I'm guessing it will be a haggis free zone, so I should be ok.
Bruce
