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Saturday At Stockton

Yesterday was a pretty hot day.  Almost too hot to go to the lake, but we went anyway.  Just Frank and I.  The kids were off doing their other weekend things.  We took the boat, some chairs, an umbrella, my floaty, some snacks (sushi) and some fishing poles and the camera.  We didn’t catch much but had a great day.

We saw a total of 4 boats all day.  That’s what I like about Stockton, it’s never that crowded.  Now a Saturday at Table Rock would’ve been a completely different and totally unrelaxing story.  We parked our boat here and played most of the day.

It was so quiet you could hear the flapping wings of this Turkey Vulture.  There were several out yesterday.  I saw two beautiful hawks as well.

While Frank was off fishing I was busy floating.  At one time I had 12 dragon flies on  my legs.  Eight on one leg and four on the other. 

 

This moth was pretty bland and gray on the outside.  Once she opened her wings she was quite the show.

We trolled the bank all the way back to the boat dock.  It was around six o’clock and the sunlight on the water was beautiful.

As we came around a bend I spotted this Blue Heron.  Frank didn’t stop trolling fast enough before we got into too much sun.  Then we were too close and it flew off.  Crazy boat drivers……just kidding.

We pass this old school house (and cemetery) on the way to launch the boat.  It has a high fence completely around it with with no tresspassing signs as well.  It’s a neat old building.  It’s near Aldrich or something.  I really have no idea of the exact location or town.

You can see inside of it and through the windows that were once there.

Woke up this morning to the hummers fighting over the feeder.  It’s a beautiful day I slept in and missed yoga.  I guess I’ll forgive myself.  Get outside while it’s still cool, I’m going to.


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A Hammer and Some Nails

I’ve lived here, in the Ozarks my entire life so I could really relate to this book my friend Mary just penned.  I met Mary’s daughter Krista first.  She’s been in my yoga class at MSU for years now.  I had the pleasure of meeting Mary (Krista’s mom) a couple of years ago, when she showed up in my YMCA yoga class.  !cid_2084an$IN948012435229467@kirsten1

Mary and Krista

Mary built a house with Krista in the 80’s down in the sticks in Galena.  When I say, she built a house with Krista, I really mean she built the house with Krista.  That’s it, the two of them.  No guys.  It took them three years.  Mary lived in a trailer on the property while they worked.  She really pegged the characters they ran across during the construction, and if you’ve lived here for very long, you’ll totally get it.

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Her story is inspirational, motivational and a true example of dreamers who do.  A real treat if you’re familiar with the Ozarks.  Enjoy! 

P.S. If you’re interested in yet another cool building project, I’ve been following this blog for a long time as well.  Check out the progress on this shipping container home under construction right here in the Ozarks.