borborygmosity

I took this picture on the way home one day this week...

Maybe I can convince myself that orange is just Monarch butterflies. We (95% Kelly) have released 331 this summer. She would come home from dog-walking with handfuls of caterpillars...

They would then pupate...

And emerge as butterflies...

We hope some make it down to Mexico for the winter. Here is a graph of their release...

The butterflies that overwinter in Mexico fly north as far north as Texas in the spring and lay eggs. Those eggs hatch and those butterflies fly as far north as Illinois and lay eggs. Those eggs hatch and those butterflies fly as far north as Canada and lay eggs. Those are the first butterflies we released in July. They laid eggs, which we collected and released a month later. That's the big climb in mid-August. Those are the butterflies that will fly south to Mexico for the winter.

Let's see... The end of April, the piggy chickens arrived. They were down in the basement for three weeks...

The snow melted and the flowers popped up...

The lilacs are currently in bloom, and the apples just finished. We've been eating asparagus almost every-other night.

Speaking of pigs, we had a porcupine camped out in a tree down the old highway where we walk the dogs...

And now, the birds and butterflies are back. We have hummingbirds fighting for the feeder, a few Monarchs flittering around the yard, and Mrs. Robin has rebuilt her nest and laid eggs...

I think it was the end of January, Dave got a new knee. Then, a week-or-two later, Carol fell down and broke her wrist. Kelly made a pan of manicotti, and we had a pot of chili, so we took them out when we went to visit.

Today, we saw them at church. To return the manicotti pan, Carol made this...

Well, it was alive before I stuck it into the oven...

I'll have to work on my rising. Maybe if I take it out to the Harmon's house, where it is perpetually warmer than 80°, it will rise as much as I hoped. This one didn't...

It's a half whole-wheat.

I've been working on my app a bit here-and-there. Today, I have worked for Iron County for forty-eight percent of my life...

Unless I'm wrong, and I'm never wrong (name that movie), in 171 days from today, on August 30th, I will have worked for Iron County for forty-nine percent of my life. And in another 171 days after that, if I should make it so long, on February 17th, I will have worked for Iron County for half my life.

And fifty-one days after that, on April 9th, 2019, I will have lived in Iron County for half my life.

Here are a few photos from my phone...

We went snowshoeing one day back in January...

I finally emptied my milk-crate of apples. They were getting dried out and soft, and a few were rotting, so I chopped up all I could and made an apple crumble...