Sage green

The name sage green covers a rage of shades.  My second house in Tucson had a yard full of sage.  Here we have bursage, so called because of its burr-like seeds, which would get into the dogs’ paws.  I removed all of it from the backyard.

sage greenbaby rabbit 003There are many greyish blue-green plants in the Sonoran desert.  So now for the color sage I think of the a century plant or Texas ranger or a prickly pear cactus.    memorial day 001lost wax 005(Or the cupric nitrate patina on my bronze cactus.)

Memorial Day

memorial day 018Yesterday, Memorial Day, I did go to my father’s grave.  I had heard on the radio that a Marine, Bob Fussner, has made it a goal that every American veteran have a flag placed upon his or her grave1.  Sure enough, there was one at my father’s.  He had been a navigator in the South Pacific during WWII.

There were so many flags!  For some reason I got kinda choked up, even though my father’s been gone for 35 years.  One family had set out fold-up lawn chairs and were chatting (possibly to the dead?)


This morning while I was still in bed listening to the news, a large family of quail trooped across my patio.  I didn’t have my glasses on so I couldn’t count the tiny feather balls, but it looked like the proud couple had a dozen young ‘uns.  (Obviously not the couple who laid their eggs in a flower pot on my deck!)


baby rabbit 007baby rabbit 009baby rabbit 010Two mornings ago a wee little rabbit found the water dripping from a flower pot next to my bedroom patio.  Drove my cat crazy, though when she pounced she only hit the glass door.

baby rabbit 012But yesterday morning, while drinking, the bunny perked up and its nose went crazy.  Suddenly, it turned into a ball of fur.  Have no idea how it tucked in its ears.  A large coyote was sniffing on the far side of the fence.

I went upstairs to try to get a photo of the coyote, but, sensing me, it trotted off into the bush.  After it was gone the small cottontail hightailed it back to its den.

cherThis and That

Cher, who is my age(!), is doing another tour.  I thought, Sure, I could look like that (although maybe not as tall) if I had $305M.

A week ago an article in the NY Times about the high cost of American health care was entitled, Medicine’s Top Earners Are Not the M.D.s2
healthSomething similar was on the news this week, from ABC:

Propelled by a soaring stock market, the median pay package for a CEO rose above eight figures for the first time last year. The head of a Standard & Poor’s 500 company earned a record $10.5 million, an increase of 8.8 percent from $9.6 million in 2012…

This is where I start ranting and my Republican son-in-law calls me a communist.

OK, to get away from the issue of $$$, another article from the Times suggests that you think about your vacation ahead of time:

Wish you were on vacation right now? Don’t. Taking a vacation won’t necessarily make you happier. But anticipating it will.

This advice is problematic only if there is a chasm between expectations and reality. But even then, anticipation is still important — because that’s the part of the vacation that you were free to see however you wanted. Take, for example, the trip Professor Dunn took to Oahu, Hawaii. She spent plenty of time anticipating how wonderful it would be, which was a good thing because when she was at long last in Oahu she was attacked by a 10-foot tiger shark. The shark bit her leg to the bone but not into the bone, leaving her with scars though no physical impairments. It was, to state the obvious, her worst vacation ever. Yet Professor Dunn nonetheless pointed out that, “At least looking forward to it was still great.” Lesson: even if your vacation is terrible, nothing can take away the enjoyment you felt when you were simply fantasizing about it.3


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4 Responses to “Sage green”

  1. Kim D. Blair, P.E. Says:

    Going to see Cher in Denver TONIGHT!

    Leave for the Grand Canyon Rafting Trip on Sunday. Hope the trip is better than the anticipation. So much is going on this month that I alomst wish I weren’t going rafting. Maybe getting off of the grid will be helpful!

    Take care!

    • notesfromthewest Says:

      Wow – seeing Cher. Was surprised you could get tickets for $40. But how far back do you have to sit?
      Loved rafting the Grand Canyon. The woman who got us to go had read “Down the Great Unknown: John Wesley Powell’s 1869 Journey of Discovery and Tragedy Through the Grand Canyon”. (“The ten men set out down the mighty Colorado River in wooden rowboats. Six survived.”) Powell was one-armed and sat in a captain’s chair in the wooden rowboat! Obviously they had to portage the boats around all of the rapids. Anyway, the water was frigid (46, year ’round), but the rapids were way exciting and camping under all of those stars was great! Don’t wear anything you really like though – everything turns the brown of the river.

  2. Price Says:

    Blair; face it – you were a left winger when I was a grad school kid back in Philadelphia and you and Lyn were teaching. Thank goodness I was around to bring some political balance. Peru was interesting and hiking at 11,000 feet was fun, and we didn’t worry about sharks, just lack of O2. If you had $305M you could be as tall as Cher – titanium leg implants plus a couple of mil ($1,000,000) would do the job.

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