Horses & Other Interests
Awareness of the outside world. Global Virtual Sleep Out. Hat tip to Team Breyer.
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One of my few foray’s into designer fashion is Laurel Burch.
Laurel Burch socks from Carousel Tack Shoppe.
I will neither confirm or deny whether coming up with this post prompted me to cavort madly through the LB site.
Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine
Awareness of the outside world. AL.com: Hunting for Appalachiosaurus, apex predator of ancient Alabama, Pillion, Nov. 15, 2021.
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At my Hunter barn lesson last week, School Horse and I cantered(!) several laps of the outside crossrails. Go us!
I was trying my darnedest not to interfere with my hands. [New Lesson Horse, Same Issues]
As we came around the corner to one line, I thought, ‘Well, this is why I am riding a school horse.’ So I threw my hands at him – metaphorically – and let him get on with going down the line.
Of course he did, because he’s a star.
Overall, some of the jumps were not horrible.
I overrode one fence. It’s a bad habit at any fence. It’s a ridiculous habit at a crossrail. But I’m not unhappy with that reaction. At least I was riding, not sitting frozen like a meerkat with my paws in the air.
I’m starting to believe that School Horse will do his job. I know it. I’m starting to believe it.
Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine
Awareness of the outside world. The article discusses cows in Arizona. Can horses elsewhere be far behind? Civil Eats: Could Climate Change Put an End to Arizona’s Alfalfa Heyday? Moran, September 15, 2021.
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Hay served. Rejected.
Leftover hay on floor. Rejected.
Uneaten hay in muck bucket. Accepted.
Rodney does the same thing.
Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine
Awareness of the outside world. Nola.com: Watch 105-year-old Julia ‘Hurricane’ Hawkins run 100 meters at Louisiana Senior Games. Pierce, Nov 6, 2021. For interview video, People.com 105-Year-Old Julia Hawkins Sets World Record for Age Group in 100-Meter Run: ‘It Was Wonderful’, Hahn, November 10, 2021. Not her first rodeo. LSU: 101-year-old LSU alumna and Baton Rouge runner earns world record.
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Stories about stirrups and suddenly riding without.
I ride well enough that I don’t panic when I lose my stirrups. I’m not happy about it and I am perfectly capable of coming a cropper, but it doesn’t freak me out de facto.
I have lost a stirrup at a show and lost the class. “I had about two strides wherein I could be slick and pick it back up. Instead, I lost the other one.” [Show Report: SSF]
I impressed the judge, so yay? “She said she could hardly tell I lost my stirrups. My leg never moved.” [Show & Clinic Tweets: SSF]
I’ve lost a stirrup at a show and recovered. “That was four years ago. I can still feel the stirrup sliding off and sliding back on.” [When the Stirrup Swings]
I’ve broken a stirrup leather once, when Milton had his initial come apart. I wonder if I would have stayed on and would that have made a difference? [Did I Piss Off the Universe?]
And finally, a problem with a broken stirrup bar may have been why I tanked on the second day of a show. I didn’t realize it had broken until later. Stirrup stayed on but may have wiggled, causing my leg to waggle. I came out of the day with a lovely bruise on my leg. That should have been a hint. [Show Reports NE GA Charity & MidSummer Classic]
I’m sure there were other stirrup adventures. However, I don’t recall any with Previous Horse. Occasions before that are lost in the mists of time.
Yes, the blog is my external memory. Why do you ask?
Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine
Awareness of the outside world. Speaking of intersections, enjoy Venn diagram humor at Indexed.
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A design choice one does not have with pen and paper. Been trying to learn these Inkscape commands so I can use them. Feel free to point out any errors or jump in with clarifications or offer clever tips on how to keep this all straight.
Union
Layers: Result the same. Color from bottom shape.
In formal logic, or search protocols, this would be OR. All points from this group or from that group.
How can the same operation be “union” and “or”? This makes no sense semantically.
Difference
Layers: Result not the same. Color from bottom shape.
Logical NOT
Aide memoire. Top takes a bite out of bottom & then disappears.
Intersection
Layers: Result the same. Color from bottom shape.
Logical AND. Points that are in this group and in that group.
Exclusion
Layers: Result the same. Color from bottom shape.
Logical XOR. I think?
Where there is no overlap.
Notes
Raising & lowering is in the object menu. Union etc is in the path menu.
Boolean Game. Been playing this repeatedly until I can get the correct answer from understanding rather than from fortuitous button pushing. I need to buy the creator a coffee.
For The Future
Inkscape commands: Division, Cut Path, Combine, Break Apart
Boolean searching
Multiple shapes
The rest of the logic gates: NAND, NOR, XNOR
Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine
Note. I’ve heard that fiction should stand on its own. OTOH, I can’t let this go without explanation. I see the middle as 8 – 12 interrelated mini-stories. This is a start. (Photo)
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First park worker: “Hey Judson, where did this bench come from?”
Second park worker: “What do you mean, it’s always been there.”
First: “Nay, this is a style C park. You can tell by the double slide. Those get three benches.
Second: “Who knows, maybe they had an extra they didn’t want to take back to the depot. You don’t expect Central to make sense, do you?
First: Truth. Where do you want go for lunch?
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A homeless man slept on the bench. It was a good night. He’d found a copy of the Sun-Star newspaper. Much better than the Herald. More pages. He’d gotten the good bench as well. It was set back among the trees. If the neighborhood patrol was feeling lazy and didn’t get out of the car, he could usually get thru the night uninterrupted.
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The bench saw a lot of kisses. Some good-bye. Some hello. Some tentative. Some tired. Many from dogs.
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A woman sat on the bench reading a book. Next to her stood a baby carriage. The woman and the occupant of the baby carriage were both wrapped in woolen hats and sweaters and mittens. The baby was covered with a heavy blanket.
Another woman slowed down as she walked past. She looked disapprovingly at the pair. “Seems a bit cold for a baby.”
The seated woman pinned a smile to her face. “She sleeps better in fresh air. The doctor says it’s fine as long as she’s warm.”
The seated woman kept the polite smile pinned to her face until the other woman walked off. ‘Must be new,’ she thought. ‘Most of the neighborhood knows us.’
A jogger went past. “Still napping outdoors?”
A smile, this time legitimate, “Yeah, we think one of us must have some Scandinavian heritage that we didn’t know about.”
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Murray hid behind the bench. You could see through the metal seat. Hiding behind it was a empty gesture. He hoped it was enough of one.
This was a crap time to be at the park. Everyone knew Kelly and her people had the park on Wednesdays after school. You didn’t go to the park on Wednesdays without an invite from Kelly.
A girl walked over. One of the lieutenants.
“Watcha doing here?”
“My mom’s got a Zoom call. She told be to come here.” He held up his phone. “I have to,” he pleaded, “She’ll check.” He huddled closer to the bench. “I’ll be real quiet. I promise.”
Conference. Much looking over at him. He practiced his most harmless look. He hoped Kelly understand about parents and GPS.
The lieutenant returned. “Kelly says you have one hour, you have to stay under the bench, and she gets first choice from your lunch for a week.”
He nodded vigorously in Kelly’s direction and crawled under the bench. His mom would be annoyed at the mud on his clothes, but he’s gotten off light. He’d have to be sure that put good stuff in his lunch next week.
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The seventh annual Friends of the Park Festival featured the usual run of vendors and food trucks. The art competition was judged by the curator of the city museum.
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Middle of the night. A bodyless voice: Scout. Report.
The legs of the bench telescope down as the metal of the bench ran together: Scout Zirr here.
Voice: So. Humans. Do we invited them to join us or do we sterilize the planet?
Zirr: It’s complicated.
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Awareness of the outside world. Run (walk) supports Big Brothers Big Sisters of Metro Atlanta.
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The Virtual Walk
Dragon Con Hustle: Ascent!
Dates, Official – Monday, August 23, 2021 – Monday, September 13, 2021
Date, Me – Saturday & Sunday, September 18 & 19, 2021*
Place – Birmingham-Shuttlesworth International Airport & pasture
Distance – 3.59 miles
Time – ~1 1/2 hours
Results – None posted
Note. First half of two 5ks in one weekend. [Tunnel, post pending]
3.5 miles not 3.1? Oops.
Finished the walk in the pasture the next day.
“You can even break up the distance and complete it over several days to make it more manageable!” Ascent!
Well, that worked out.
Why two walks in a weekend? Why not? Seemed like an interesting thing to see if I could do. Turns out, a lot of folks offer runs (walks) in September. I’d gotten myself slightly over-committed. Will make a note for next year.
*Walked late because I found out about it late. No proof of completion required. ‘Here’s your medal. Have fun.’
The IRL Walk
What better way to celebrate dragon “flight” than an airport? I crack myself up.
Parking deck ramp
View of runways from the roof
Sidewalk
The fat horseshoe shape in the route map is the roof. The larger arcs are the arrival & departure sidewalks, mostly departure due to better GPS. Given the slightest amount of automotive traffic, I would have gotten off the roof. Not even a mouse. I passed a few cars on the ramp while separated by a waist-high concrete barrier.
I was aware that no one would be expecting pedestrians in this situation & behaved accordingly. Having grown up in Manhattan, one of our few pedestrian cities, this hyper-awareness is the attitude I assume in the rest of the US. Not that NY traffic is any better, but at least they have the concept of pedestrians. And taxis don’t want to hit you because that would slow them down. But I digress. I played it safe.
Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine
Virtual Brush Box 