Wednesday, March 20…The Motorcycle Song (Arlo Guthrie)

    When I realized what day it is, I was tempted to write ‘Whensday’ as a little rebellion against the Germanic god, Wodanaz.  Just sayin’….

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   Another alarm-setting day as I had to be up to Zoom into a Bible study group. It started at 10:30 a.m. Michigan time, so that meant 7:30 a.m. Arizona time. I’m usually up by that time but needed the alarm to make sure. Plus, I needed to have time to arrange my hair in case it was standing on end and I had to figure out the Zoom thing on my end. Hair required only a quick fluff with my fingers and Zoom was a matter of opening a link and waiting.

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   After my meeting, I sorted pictures to send to the grandkiddos.  With 11 WonderKids and 3 great-grands, it’s become necessary to make lists of what pictures are sent to each child. Don’t want to send the same picture three times to the same kid.  Plus, it was time to send some coded messages, which are somewhat time consuming because of the process I’ve come up with to avoid mistakes.  And still, there’s always a chance of a mistake making it through, and the kids will let me know. Also, painted a rock while I did the workbook for my class. It was kind of a low-key morning.

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   Decided to take a bike ride to Oracle for lunch at DeMarco’s Pizzeria. Oracle is about an hour’s drive from here and is snuggled into the foothills of the Catalina Mountains, which means there is a change in elevation from here to there.  An almost 2,000 feet rise in elevation.  In the mid-70s when we left, in the mid-60s in Oracle. Those 10 degrees make a difference when out in the open.

   When we reached AZ 77 and the air was getting cooler, the sky was partly cloudy and boy, was I glad when the sun peeked out from behind a cloud.  The science community estimates that the sun will burn out in 5 billion years; glad that I won’t be around to see it because I rather enjoy the warmth it provides.

   As we rode along, I saw 4 or 5 small tumbleweeds up ahead lift off the ground and dance around overhead. It was fascinating to watch.  One of them acted like a boomerang; it flew to the right and then reversed to come back toward the road just as I was approaching.  As I wondered whether I was going to get tangled up with a tumbleweed, I was surprised by a strong crosswind. Thing is, it shouldn’t have been a surprise because something was responsible for the tumbleweeds lifting and dancing around; the obvious culprit would be a big wind.  But I got so caught up in watching what the weeds were doing that I didn’t even consider what made it happen…until it tried to push me sideways. It was short-lived but it sure got my attention.

   While DeMarco’s has a wide-ranging menu, we have our favorites: Philly Cheesesteak for Kim and a BLT for me.  It’s the bacon and the bread that draw me in: the bacon is just the right amount of crispy and there’s plenty of it and the bread is homemade.  Before it gets to the table, the bread is heated so it tastes fresh out of the oven.  That’ll get me every time.

   Thankfully, the voltage gauge on Kim’s bike didn’t present any problems. His hip got angry, but the bike behaved.

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   We made another stab at stabilizing the camper. We didn’t quite get it right last time. Kim determined that the stability problem was front-to-back not side-to-side.  The wheel chocks were delivered today, so after our ride we had a job to do: lift the stabilizer legs, pull the camper forward, remove the leveling blocks from under the tires and install the chocks. It all went smoothly, and the camper is currently jiggle-free. Oh, and the Regal Horned Lizard showed up by the tires again. 

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   Tonight was the last special event up at the clubhouse for the month of March; we could either paint rocks or do something on a canvas.  Audra finds a lot of her ideas on Pinterest and tonight’s canvas craft took a lot of preparation on her part: put a marble in a balloon, turn the balloon inside out and secure the marble to the bottom with a rubber band, then turn the balloon right side out and blow it up just a smidge.  And she did it all with fingernails that are at least an inch long.  Dip the bottom of the balloon in paint, dab it on the canvas and voila! there’s a flower with an open center.  Seven ‘artists’ showed up tonight and we all came up with different ideas. It seemed that everybody had a good time.

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   Kim is imaging the Cigar Galaxy tonight; the telescope was programmed to do a meridian flip at 10:30. A meridian flip is described like this: The most common amateur imaging mount type, the German equatorial mount, is generally held up by a tripod or pier. In certain positions, if the telescope were to track something from the east to west indefinitely, the telescope would strike the pier. To keep this from happening, when a target is directly overhead, or at the meridian, the telescope flips to the other side of the pier before it continues to track the object. This keeps the telescope above the pier as it continues tracking west, and so there is no worry of damage. It was interesting to watch…the scope flipped, the guiding camera found its target to guide from and the camera started taking pictures again.  The technology available today makes the process so much easier than doing it manually.

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