<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449</id><updated>2011-10-23T14:17:59.626-07:00</updated><category term='Click on pictures for larger view.'/><title type='text'>Tick-Tick-Tick</title><subtitle type='html'>Big Bang....ME....Big Crunch</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-1672758243401706483</id><published>2008-11-27T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:20:27.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/SS655XrBe7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/nMeQdbeL-R4/s1600-h/JalapenoPenutBrittleSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/SS655XrBe7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/nMeQdbeL-R4/s400/JalapenoPenutBrittleSmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273356608955579314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a cruel holiday treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked this up...by accident...at Cub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, an "interesting" combination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-1672758243401706483?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/1672758243401706483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=1672758243401706483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/1672758243401706483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/1672758243401706483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-just-cruel-holiday-treat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/SS655XrBe7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/nMeQdbeL-R4/s72-c/JalapenoPenutBrittleSmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-4821758725192817891</id><published>2007-12-26T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T07:08:03.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with Rellie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/R3Jlu2UeySI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bk-RxPcAIp0/s1600-h/RellieandIReadGoldenCompass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/R3Jlu2UeySI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bk-RxPcAIp0/s320/RellieandIReadGoldenCompass.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148289179567704354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So...Friday I had eye surgery, am not supposed to bend over or lift stuff, and couldn't shovel snow Sunday.  Sarah needed to do some last minute (well...next to the last minute) shopping and I got to entertain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rellie&lt;/span&gt;.   For some reason I don't understand, she didn't seem at all interested in listening to Phillip Pullman's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His Dark Material &lt;/span&gt;(Includes&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Golden Compass.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/R3JlPGUeyRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z1ukAveG_v0/s1600-h/RellieandIReadNewBook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/R3JlPGUeyRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z1ukAveG_v0/s320/RellieandIReadNewBook.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148288634106857746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, she seemed to find her new book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belly Button Book&lt;/span&gt;,  highly intriguing on Christmas Day.  I guess our tastes in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;literature&lt;/span&gt; differ a little...for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=4803997285292430693&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then again, sometimes the wrapping is even more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/R3Jqh2UeyUI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RJ5cGzWcQXY/s1600-h/Rellie-Xmas-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/R3Jqh2UeyUI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RJ5cGzWcQXY/s320/Rellie-Xmas-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148294453787543874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-4821758725192817891?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/4821758725192817891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=4821758725192817891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/4821758725192817891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/4821758725192817891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-with-rellie.html' title='Christmas with Rellie'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/R3Jlu2UeySI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bk-RxPcAIp0/s72-c/RellieandIReadGoldenCompass.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-2876279104922144236</id><published>2007-11-11T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T06:20:23.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Washington Vacation...Not All Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We left Minneapolis in the pouring rain October 16th. I thought this was an appropriate start to a late fall vacation in western Washington. I had done the unconscionable thing of looking at the Puget Sound weather before we left...solid rain...Tuesday through Monday. To our delight and surprise, we flew into a bright, sunny afternoon in Seattle. The car we rented wasn't there! Barb was eyeing a new Jeep that was parked next to our empty slot, when they came back and asked if we would mind taking the Jeep. Barb said she had always secretly wanted one...so the fates smile on her again. We drove down to stay with Jack and Kay Brown in Puyallup, east of Tacoma. Jack and I were stationed in the same unit in VietNam, and again at McChord AFB outside Tacoma. We wound up living in the same apartment complex there, and became like family...the good parts. They stayed there when Barb and I moved back to the Midwest. Jack and Kay both retired this summer, so they were free to spend a lot of time with us. We spent Wednesday and Thursday on their boat...C2B2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdQuMMaeyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5mG0eKk4yuc/s1600-h/C2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdQuMMaeyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5mG0eKk4yuc/s320/C2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131659054889466658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather started out sunny , but turned to the typical gray rainy Puget Sound I had been looking forward to. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barb and Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdPn8MaewI/AAAAAAAAAKA/n2g28SOz1z0/s1600-h/Jack%26Barb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdPn8MaewI/AAAAAAAAAKA/n2g28SOz1z0/s320/Jack%26Barb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131657848003656450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdPdcMaevI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dyLhGX2BPJQ/s1600-h/Kay%26Ken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdPdcMaevI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dyLhGX2BPJQ/s320/Kay%26Ken.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131657667615030002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tied up in a marina below downtown Tacoma to stay for the night. Then spent Wednesday afternoon and evening bumming around downtown, and then slept that night on the boat. Thursday morning was forecasting high winds so we took the boat back to their slip, and drove back to Tacoma. Thirty five years ago, when we lived out there, Tacoma was a smelly, deteriorating "rat hole". Now it's coming back, with a large U of W campus, convention center, museums, theaters and lots of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdPQ8MaeuI/AAAAAAAAAJw/tlzyLogCzOc/s1600-h/Chihuly+Hot+Shop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdPQ8MaeuI/AAAAAAAAAJw/tlzyLogCzOc/s320/Chihuly+Hot+Shop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131657452866665186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I would recommend, if you ever get there, is the Chihuly Glass Museum. I wasn't all that interested in the displays, though the "bridge" was impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.museumofglass.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the "Hot Shop", where they actually work the glass was fastinating. I've done just enough lab glass blowing to be overwhelmed by what they were doing. We sat there for two hours, and could have watched longer. As impressive as their successes were, their work to recover when things started to go wrong, was equally intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdPKsMaetI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-3tR2p2jExY/s1600-h/Brown-out+Chili.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdPKsMaetI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-3tR2p2jExY/s320/Brown-out+Chili.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131657345492482770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On returning to Puyallup, Thursday night, we were greeted with a "Brown-out'. There were 26,000 homes without power in the southern Puget Sound area due to the winds, but only the Brown's neighborhood in Puyallup. Jack and Kay have a little tear-drop camp trailer. So while Jack got out a generator to keep their refrigerator in the house running, I made chili for supper in the trailer's rear flip-up kitchen. Chili and wine by candle light. :) The four of us used to camp together a lot, so it was sort of like the old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday and Satuday we went over to the Pacific Ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do in case of a Tsunami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdNOMMaeqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nrLeU2FB8W4/s1600-h/TsunamiProcedureRight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdNOMMaeqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nrLeU2FB8W4/s320/TsunamiProcedureRight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131655206598769314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What "NOT" to do in case of a Tsunami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdNIMMaepI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9W7AwWhSyrA/s1600-h/TsunamiProcedureWrong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdNIMMaepI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9W7AwWhSyrA/s320/TsunamiProcedureWrong.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131655103519554194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of ignoring the guy behind the camera yelling "TSUNAMI!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdNDcMaeoI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fDHCnaB4Z-c/s1600-h/TsunamiProcedureAftermath.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdNDcMaeoI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fDHCnaB4Z-c/s320/TsunamiProcedureAftermath.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131655021915175554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some historical sites just don't seem to hold much name appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdO3sMaesI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zW0VzhfDOOs/s1600-h/DismalNitch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdO3sMaesI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zW0VzhfDOOs/s320/DismalNitch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131657019074968258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdM9sMaenI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lSKXjfL17ZM/s1600-h/Barb%26StHelens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdM9sMaenI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lSKXjfL17ZM/s320/Barb%26StHelens.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131654923130927730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to the original weather forcasts for the week we had sun and rain every day except one. We took a chance of going up to Mount St Helens on an overcast afternoon, and were rewarded with great, though intermittent, views of the mountain, the devastation, and the recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdM1MMaemI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JV-YibgIi5E/s1600-h/TopPot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdM1MMaemI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JV-YibgIi5E/s320/TopPot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131654777102039650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our day in Seattle on Monday was mostly sunny. Great for just hanging out. My only goal there was to find a donut shop, "Top Pot", that had been raved about on the Lynn Rosetta Casper's food show on MPR. The rest of the time was spent wandering around Pike Place Market and eating, seeing the new sculpture garden and eating, shopping along the warfs and eating...well Seattle is a good place to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdMs8MaelI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2dnNU1d60nU/s1600-h/Barb%26Ken%26MtRainier.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdMs8MaelI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2dnNU1d60nU/s320/Barb%26Ken%26MtRainier.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131654635368118866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned a trip up to Mount Rainier for our last day of vacationing. It hadn't been visible all week, so it was a big surprise to wake up Tuesday morning and see it looming out our bedroom window. The day turned out to be, from my flying days: "severe clear". The destruction up there from the 18"/36Hrs rains last December has closed most of the roads around the mountain, but the road to Paradise (ironic phrase) was open. Though nothing was open at the Paradise visitor center (awaiting demolition and replacement) we were entertained by an opportunistic fox stealing a bag of baggles out of the back of someones pickup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzcjycMaekI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HgLKGJ64okQ/s1600-h/ParadiseFox.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzcjycMaekI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HgLKGJ64okQ/s320/ParadiseFox.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131609649880660546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peder's sister, Heidi came down from DesMoines (WA), to visit with us at the Brown's, after we got back from Rainier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only down side of the trip was not much "down time" during the week. Guess I'll have to take advantage of that on the cruise next August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-2876279104922144236?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/2876279104922144236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=2876279104922144236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/2876279104922144236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/2876279104922144236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-washington-vacation.html' title='Our Washington Vacation...Not All Rain'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RzdQuMMaeyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5mG0eKk4yuc/s72-c/C2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-4156359883232459524</id><published>2007-09-17T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T10:16:17.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads Up...Amazing Feats of Strength</title><content type='html'>Well, our lives do seem to revolve around Aurelia lately. Yesterday afternoon Sarah came over for a piece of Barb's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rhu&lt;/span&gt;-barb pie.  Said she and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rellie&lt;/span&gt; were going to Target shopping...but, we talked her into leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rellie&lt;/span&gt; with us.  3-1/2 weeks and growing.  Had my first experience (in maybe 30 years) with a "projectile" baby corsage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=5856869654854421077&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a trip to see great grandma Carole.  Holding a baby is so comforting...for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Ru62BvNzkxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/P5DoWhaJpHY/s1600-h/Mom%26+Rellie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Ru62BvNzkxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/P5DoWhaJpHY/s400/Mom%26+Rellie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111222768082588434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Ru61O_NzkwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-WUSWAAnjeo/s1600-h/Mom%26+Rellie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-4156359883232459524?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/4156359883232459524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=4156359883232459524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/4156359883232459524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/4156359883232459524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/09/heads-upamazing-feats-of-strength.html' title='Heads Up...Amazing Feats of Strength'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Ru62BvNzkxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/P5DoWhaJpHY/s72-c/Mom%26+Rellie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-23197947495084734</id><published>2007-08-26T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T07:33:33.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby...Baby...Oh Baby</title><content type='html'>I'd like to introduce our new granddaughter:&lt;br /&gt;Aurelia Ryan DeFor, 8 Lbs 15 oz, 20-1/2",&lt;br /&gt;born Thu Aug 23rd at 5:45 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGI2Rz2CgI/AAAAAAAAADI/679Td8PMVoE/s1600-h/S-DSC00276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGI2Rz2CgI/AAAAAAAAADI/679Td8PMVoE/s200/S-DSC00276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103010318862649858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finger and Toe count was successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGJCRz2ChI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yEcJiSw2GXM/s1600-h/S-DSC00283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGJCRz2ChI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yEcJiSw2GXM/s200/S-DSC00283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103010525021080082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGRUhz2CtI/AAAAAAAAAEw/5mOx_ezADqk/s1600-h/S-DSC00294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGRUhz2CtI/AAAAAAAAAEw/5mOx_ezADqk/s200/S-DSC00294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103019634646715090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGZqRz2CwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/57ajwQXlGuM/s1600-h/S-DSC00308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGZqRz2CwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/57ajwQXlGuM/s200/S-DSC00308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103028804401892098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGamhz2CxI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qNmaUXEzTJQ/s1600-h/S-DSC00284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGamhz2CxI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qNmaUXEzTJQ/s200/S-DSC00284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103029839489010450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barb and "Aury"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGY6xz2CuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/83BxhV6mh8I/s1600-h/S-Barb+%26+Relie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGY6xz2CuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/83BxhV6mh8I/s200/S-Barb+%26+Relie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103027988358105826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Steve, proud Papa Peder, and Grandpa Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGN-Rz2CrI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JQVpm2C51ps/s1600-h/S-DSC00336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGN-Rz2CrI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JQVpm2C51ps/s200/S-DSC00336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103015953859742386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Barb, and Grandma Donna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGM7hz2CqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/x9Wxnid4YZ8/s1600-h/S-DSC00357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGM7hz2CqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/x9Wxnid4YZ8/s200/S-DSC00357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103014807103474338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Three Generations...Barb, Sarah, and Aurelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGKhRz2CpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LS9trlckUBM/s1600-h/S-DSC00345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGKhRz2CpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LS9trlckUBM/s200/S-DSC00345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103012157108652690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ryan and Aunt Carrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGZPhz2CvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/cpIQQFq3MQU/s1600-h/S-DSC00366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGZPhz2CvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/cpIQQFq3MQU/s200/S-DSC00366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103028344840391410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGQLBz2CsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oVEDop8xNoc/s1600-h/S-DSC00339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGQLBz2CsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oVEDop8xNoc/s200/S-DSC00339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103018371926330050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Donna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGJ5xz2CmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nfeSsG9knPo/s1600-h/S-DSC00355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGJ5xz2CmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nfeSsG9knPo/s200/S-DSC00355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103011478503819874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Ballroom" Labor/Delivery Suite&lt;br /&gt;at Methodist Hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGJLhz2CiI/AAAAAAAAADY/MAVbZLJJ2ZY/s1600-h/S-DSC00312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGJLhz2CiI/AAAAAAAAADY/MAVbZLJJ2ZY/s200/S-DSC00312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103010683934870050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital food was the pits...so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGKCRz2CnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dOfg_TnUDhI/s1600-h/S-DSC00338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGKCRz2CnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dOfg_TnUDhI/s200/S-DSC00338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103011624532707954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-23197947495084734?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/23197947495084734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=23197947495084734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/23197947495084734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/23197947495084734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/08/babybabyoh-baby.html' title='Baby...Baby...Oh Baby'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RtGI2Rz2CgI/AAAAAAAAADI/679Td8PMVoE/s72-c/S-DSC00276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-5042190870837583299</id><published>2007-08-07T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T11:21:16.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Click on pictures for larger view.'/><title type='text'>Floating my boat...Well, almost!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Rrivjk8lh-I/AAAAAAAAADA/G8SUiBoI7oU/s1600-h/S-Pontoon002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Rrivjk8lh-I/AAAAAAAAADA/G8SUiBoI7oU/s200/S-Pontoon002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096016004117792738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So close.  I've always said if I ever got a boat, it would be a pontoon.  I missed one many years ago, at the U of M.  22 footer, on a trailer for $2000.  Friday, Biology at Macalester announced that they were selling their research pontoon boat (22 footer, w/trailer and 50hp motor) for $2000 or B.O.  Needed some work, but they were using it up until last week.  Then the questions: were to work on it, where to store it, would we use it enough to make it worth the effort.  This morning I asked Biology if they'd hold it for me for a couple of days, then went out to take some pictures of it.  I ran into Mike O'Connor, the head of Plant Operations (and two of his workers), who was also looking at it.  We looked it over, talked at length about what the pluses and minuses were.  Later he called me, and said his wife had OKed it for him to buy.  In the mean time I kept thinking about where I could put it to work on it.   Too big for the garage.  And I don't think Jane would like it sticking over on her garage pad.  With good no answer...I told Mike to take it.  I'm sure, at about 3 o'clock tomorrow morning I'll think of the perfect solution, but...it was fun to dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-5042190870837583299?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/5042190870837583299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=5042190870837583299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/5042190870837583299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/5042190870837583299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/08/floating-my-boatwell-almost.html' title='Floating my boat...Well, almost!'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Rrivjk8lh-I/AAAAAAAAADA/G8SUiBoI7oU/s72-c/S-Pontoon002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-4780911345322167731</id><published>2007-07-07T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T05:45:27.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong...wrong...wrong</title><content type='html'>I wish to make a retraction from my last post.  One of the eagles was fishing on the lake, and the baby was perched on the branch by the nest, this morning.  I'm not sure if (s)he has been hiding in the nest, or has flown and returned.  ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-4780911345322167731?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/4780911345322167731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=4780911345322167731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/4780911345322167731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/4780911345322167731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/07/wrongwrongwrong.html' title='Wrong...wrong...wrong'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-5390297652408586316</id><published>2007-07-06T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:55:46.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Click on pictures for larger view.'/><title type='text'>Empty nest syndrome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Ro6bVkDYFQI/AAAAAAAAACw/70ErBmjHy5g/s1600-h/EmptyNest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Ro6bVkDYFQI/AAAAAAAAACw/70ErBmjHy5g/s200/EmptyNest.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084171824105264386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early Wednesday morning the "baby" eagle was doing the "chicken dance" back and forth along the branch to the left of the nest. Stretching and flapping it's wings as it moved around. One of the parents was watching from the branch in the far upper left. Yesterday neither Barb nor I saw the baby, but I did see one of the parents fishing at the lake. This morning...it looks like the baby has flown away...and the parents have also left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ends the story of our baby eagle... for this summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-5390297652408586316?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/5390297652408586316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=5390297652408586316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/5390297652408586316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/5390297652408586316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/07/empty-nest-syndrome.html' title='Empty nest syndrome!'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Ro6bVkDYFQI/AAAAAAAAACw/70ErBmjHy5g/s72-c/EmptyNest.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-6461093840707869006</id><published>2007-07-01T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T06:58:25.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Click on pictures for larger view.'/><title type='text'>My babies...soon to come...and soon to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Rofe4EDYFOI/AAAAAAAAACg/wmMYq9J5mhg/s1600-h/BabyJogger070630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Rofe4EDYFOI/AAAAAAAAACg/wmMYq9J5mhg/s200/BabyJogger070630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082275759252837602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday, on our way back from our 4:30 AM walk, Barb and I spotted a garage sale sign for "baby stuff". It was a block from our house, so on the way back from the grocery store (later) we stopped. I made my first "baby" purchase...a "jogger". I'm not sure if we can really get our soon-to-be grandbaby up at 4:30 in the morning to go for a walk...but maybe next spring! We also called Sarah about the sale...she scored big time. She checks the internet for "new prices" on things she'll need, so knows what's a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RofyYkDYFPI/AAAAAAAAACo/EAUkYItsGxo/s1600-h/BabyEagle070701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RofyYkDYFPI/AAAAAAAAACo/EAUkYItsGxo/s200/BabyEagle070701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082297208319513842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning on the way back from my walk (Barb slept in...good for her.), I checked in on our other baby. Momma and Poppa eagle are almost always together now, on the "fishing perch" over the lake. The "little one" was out of the nest and sitting on a branch. I have a feeling that it's just a matter of days before it really trys it's wings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-6461093840707869006?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/6461093840707869006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=6461093840707869006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/6461093840707869006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/6461093840707869006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-babiessoon-comeand-soon-to-go.html' title='My babies...soon to come...and soon to go.'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Rofe4EDYFOI/AAAAAAAAACg/wmMYq9J5mhg/s72-c/BabyJogger070630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-214305512282166707</id><published>2007-06-10T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T18:11:37.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Baby Bald Eagle...Good Night Moon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmwKrCC1ewI/AAAAAAAAACI/ChjlBeo_cmg/s1600-h/DSC03051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmwKrCC1ewI/AAAAAAAAACI/ChjlBeo_cmg/s200/DSC03051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074442614539123458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmwJISC1euI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_ycMFRcyRcM/s1600-h/070610_6am.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmwJISC1euI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_ycMFRcyRcM/s320/070610_6am.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074440918027041506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is 6AM, on my way back from my walk around Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nokomis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Earlier, I saw one of it's parents sitting on their favorite fishing perch on the east side of the lake. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; we saw one swoop down, grab a fish out of the lake, and head back for the nest...with a crow in hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pursuit&lt;/span&gt;. The close-up was done by holding Barb's digital camera up to Grandma Jerry's spotter scope. Click on the pictures for enlargements.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-214305512282166707?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/214305512282166707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=214305512282166707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/214305512282166707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/214305512282166707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='Our Baby Bald Eagle...Good Night Moon!'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmwKrCC1ewI/AAAAAAAAACI/ChjlBeo_cmg/s72-c/DSC03051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-7883712664648446610</id><published>2007-06-03T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T10:19:36.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flaming Phoenix Arises!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmLa9Cylk0I/AAAAAAAAABI/vLdaCtlYWAI/s1600-h/1stBerry070603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmLa9Cylk0I/AAAAAAAAABI/vLdaCtlYWAI/s320/1stBerry070603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071856872628523842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first strawberry of the season!  I guess it's time to put the chicken wire over the patch. Squirrels and rabbits &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really need them as much as we do. Some did make it into the freezer last year (Strawberries, not squirrels and rabbits.) and made wonderful shortcake late this winter. And I find this, just after I bought a box of them at Cub (Again, strawberries, not squirrels and rabbits...We have plenty of them.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-7883712664648446610?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/7883712664648446610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=7883712664648446610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/7883712664648446610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/7883712664648446610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/06/flaming-phoenix-arises.html' title='The Flaming Phoenix Arises!'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmLa9Cylk0I/AAAAAAAAABI/vLdaCtlYWAI/s72-c/1stBerry070603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-2586136129113776405</id><published>2007-05-31T10:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T07:42:04.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot dogs...a Renewable Energy Resource!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmLSoCylkzI/AAAAAAAAABA/TspTEO-5iyk/s1600-h/S-Hotdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmLSoCylkzI/AAAAAAAAABA/TspTEO-5iyk/s320/S-Hotdog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071847715758248754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last semester I designed and built six 3-foot long, parabolic solar collectors &lt;a href="http://www.macalester.edu/%7Emoffett/Physics.html"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt; for labs in a Physics course on Renewable Energy Resources. I had some scrap parts left (You can't just throw "good stuff" away!), so I built a hot dog cooker. I've been waiting for a nice sunny day to try it. Today was the day! From the refrigerator to 151.5 ºF in 15 minutes. Anticipation...whets the appetite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-2586136129113776405?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/2586136129113776405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=2586136129113776405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/2586136129113776405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/2586136129113776405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/05/hot-dogsa-renewable-energy-resource.html' title='Hot dogs...a Renewable Energy Resource!'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RmLSoCylkzI/AAAAAAAAABA/TspTEO-5iyk/s72-c/S-Hotdog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-5701289710165321830</id><published>2007-05-20T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T06:28:45.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston...the Eagle has landed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RlBInyylkwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/c_fQNJLdWTg/s1600-h/Eagle+Nest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RlBInyylkwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/c_fQNJLdWTg/s320/Eagle+Nest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066629429277856514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the pair of eagles nesting in the top of a cottonwood near our house. This is on the approach end of 12R for the Airport, next to the intersection &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; Cedar Ave. (Hwy 77) and Hwy 62, and by a busy restaurant (5-8 Club).  All that activity doesn't seem the phase them a bit. But the local crows seem to delight in harrying them. Last week, we saw the two of them together fishing, on the east side of Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nokomis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Now I only see one off the nest at a time. Eggs???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-5701289710165321830?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/5701289710165321830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=5701289710165321830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/5701289710165321830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/5701289710165321830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/05/houstonthe-eagle-has-landed.html' title='Houston...the Eagle has landed!'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/RlBInyylkwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/c_fQNJLdWTg/s72-c/Eagle+Nest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956263493355860449.post-959850576886854532</id><published>2007-05-19T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T04:29:19.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The only game in town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Rk757CylkvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iP4iu1wgIVA/s1600-h/Feel+Lucky+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Rk757CylkvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iP4iu1wgIVA/s320/Feel+Lucky+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066261423595033330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year and a half ago, when Mom was in the Hospital in Marshalltown, we played over 50 games of UPWORDS...I won three. Last Tuesday, we played two and I won both...but only by a very small margin. I have learned at the feet (Well...card table, actually.) of the Master.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4956263493355860449-959850576886854532?l=tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/feeds/959850576886854532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4956263493355860449&amp;postID=959850576886854532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/959850576886854532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4956263493355860449/posts/default/959850576886854532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tick-tick.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='The only game in town!'/><author><name>Ken Moffett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375595379137630236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VfOMCrhCpOM/Rk757CylkvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iP4iu1wgIVA/s72-c/Feel+Lucky+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
