Category: A Daily Tree
Caveat: Tree #1127
Caveat: Tree #1126
This tree provided a backup visual for some very weird looking snowcicle thingies hanging off the eaves of the house.
Caveat: Tree #1125
This tree registered a complaint with the relevant authorities regarding the apparent continuation of winter.
Caveat: Tree #1124
This tree was along a long and winding road.
I left the Gift Shop early, today, because we had an appointment with an electrician out here at the house.
This was perhaps (hopefully) the concluding chapter in our saga of the weird brown outs. After looking over our system, and trying some things out, and despite our being able to reproduce the described problem, the electrician decided that we had a corroded main breaker (in the box on the utility pole). I found this plausible, as when he flipped the breaker switch one time, it made ominous buzzing noises, and he said he saw it arcing. Which was kind of scary – the electrician jumped back in alarm at that.
So he installed a new breaker. We’re running the heat pump, no problem, the rest of the afternoon and evening. Meanwhile I set out with the chainsaw to replenish our much-reduced firewood supply – since we’ve been heating the house more with the wood stove these past weeks (due to the heat pump not running).
Here is a picture of the old, corroded main breaker that the electrician removed.
Caveat: Tree #1123
Caveat: Tree #1122
Caveat: Tree #1121
This tree has been featured on this blog before. It is by the pond at Rockpit City Park. The colors on the pond this morning struck me, for some reason.
Caveat: Tree #1120
Caveat: Tree #1119
This tree is not out of the woods yet.
I spent quite a bit of the day waiting around in town, because Art had multiple medical appointments in town. He had PT in the morning at 9 at the SEARHC clinic in Craig, and a dental appointment at the SEARHC clinic in Klawock at 1. In the interim, I put in an hour at work while Art hung out at the Veterans Center – open only on Thursdays, run by the infamous Jan, who is also my coworker. Small town life, right?
[daily log: walking, 2km; waiting, 4hr]
Caveat: Tree #1119
This tree is from my past. It is in front of a big cliff. There is a little hermitage structure at the top of the cliff, called 연주대 [yeonjudae], on Gwanak mountain, South Korea.
In other news, today is Elizabeth Peratrovich Day. How did you celebrate Elizabeth Peratrovich day? I celebrated by selling 14 balloons at the Gift Shop.
[daily log: walking, 3.5km; retailing, 6hr]
Caveat: Tree #1118
Caveat: Tree #1117
This tree saw Sunnahae Mountain shed its shroud. Briefly.
[daily log: walking, 4km; dogwalking, 3km; disassembling, 5hr]
Caveat: Tree #1116
Caveat: Tree #1115
This tree was alongside as Arthur’s return flight touched the runway.
Which is to say: Arthur’s back from his excursion to Anchorage, safe-and-sound.
Caveat: Tree #1114
Caveat: Tree #1113
This tree saw something quite unexpected: a ray (just one ray during the whole day) of sunshine.
Arthur has traveled, on his own, to Anchorage because he needs technical help with his hearing aids and of course no one in Southeast Alaska can do that – so the VA is sending him to Anchorage, at their expense, to try to solve the problem. Some people have expressed concern about Arthur traveling alone. I suppose I share that concern, but I just hope for the best and think he’ll muddle through. Strangers are mostly helpful and kind, and all of Alaska is basically just a small town that happens to take up a lot of land, such that the “city bus” is run by an airline.
I got a phone call from Arthur to confirm his arrival in Anchorage. Apparently Arthur got off the plane at Juneau, thinking he’d arrived in Anchorage. He got as far as the baggage carousels before realizing he was in the wrong airport. Fortunately the plane (which takes off and lands multiple times in its island-hopping journey from Seattle to Anchorage, and has the atmosphere of an intercity bus) waited for him to realize his error and so he was able to reboard.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km; dropping Arthur at airport, 2hr]
Caveat: Tree #1112
This tree was there at the 7-mile bridge, where despite yet another 2 inches falling in the previous 24 hours, still had remnants of snow piled along it.
Caveat: Tree #1111
This tree was next to a house by the sea in the woods.
Inside that house, since I worked today, Art prepared dinner. He found a container of leftover beef-barley stew I had made a few days ago. He found another container of leftover fish chowder I had made a while back. He mixed these two together (!) and heated them on the stove for 3 hours, until they had a black crust on the bottom.
He didn’t notice he’d done these unconventional things until I pointed them out. It was one of those moments when I was quite grateful that the 2013 cancer had nuked about 90% of my taste-buds.
Caveat: Tree #1110
Caveat: Tree #1109
This tree was there where someone had disposed of deer carcasses, leaving scary skeletons lying around.
Caveat: Tree #1108
Caveat: Tree #1106
Caveat: Tree #1105
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Caveat: Tree #1103
Caveat: Tree #1102
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Caveat: Tree #1100
Caveat: Tree #1099
This tree has a treehouse too: Mike and Penny (neighbors-down-the-road) have a treehouse that is more modest but also more photogenic than mine.