We Are Boring People

It's been a week since my last post. I normally try to post at least twice a week, but when there is nothing to write about, then there's nothing to write about.

I guess we're boring people.

I don't even know when our last trip was. Things keep popping up to keep us home. We've cancelled trips at least twice now, probably more, and we don't have anything planned at the moment.

So, we simply keep busy here at home. I guess that is what old boring folks do.

Our neighbors to the north of us moved away last week. Guess it was something Donna said. They returned to their former home in the Four Corners area of New Mexico. And the lady who runs the salon in our neighborhood will be leaving soon as well. Her husband also worked our here in the maintenance department. It's really nice to be able to walk across the street to get your hair cut. Fortunately, she has found someone who wants the shop, so this service will continue.

I bought new walking shoes. The old pair had well over 700 miles on them. I had them for about a year. I enjoyed them so much, I bought an identical pair. Hopefully, this pair will last as long.

New shoes on left, old shoes on right. They are identical except for wear and tear.

Good tread on left, tread worn almost smooth on right.

Yeah, it's gotten so boring around here I'm showing you pictures of my shoes.

We've been flirting with rain for a couple of weeks. One day, a real West Texas storm blew in with plenty of dust. Unfortunately, we got nothing out of that. We have had a few sprinkles, though. Most of the time, the amount has not even been measurable, but a couple of mornings ago we did measure almost .2". Altogether, we have had about .3" over the past few weeks. Other parts of San Angelo have received more. The airport received about an inch 2 nights ago. It is probably only 3 or 4 miles from us as the crow flies. If you live in West Texas, you better not expect much rain, especially in the summer.

You can see the dust in the air in this photo.

I was sure we'd get some rain from this storm, but nothing fell on us.

On the night of July 4, we sat on our patio and watched the fireworks over Lake Nasworthy out by the airport. Again, the area is about 3 or 4 miles away as the crow flies, but from our slightly elevated site, we are able to see the distant fireworks each year. I never could catch the displays I wanted, and I certainly don't have the camera for such pictures, but here are a couple of the shots I caught. It's nice to be able to sit on your own patio and watch the displays. When the show is over, you simply walk inside and turn off the lights.

Fireworks over Lake Nasworthy.

Another mix of fireworks.

Besides fireworks, we also watch planes as they approach or take off from the local airport, Mathis Field. Goodfellow AFB also uses the airport for training purposes, and often we get to watch as pilots practice their approaches and takeoffs. Recently, they had a rather long practice, with some of the planes flying right over us. By the time I got my camera, though, their flight path had changed and was farther away. Still, I caught some nice pictures with my little camera, I think.

I did not zoom in for this picture. I caught it as it was in its turn pattern to prepare for approach. The airport is actually in a line beneath it, but the plane will continue to the left, continue to turn, then line up and approach. Just before landing, it will rise up and continue its training.

I zoomed in for this shot to catch a plane against a backdrop of clouds.

Shortly after that, Donna spotted something moving into the draw across the street. She couldn't identify it, so we began watching the draw, knowing it would have to come out somewhere in our vision. Sure enough, a ring tail cat soon moved out of the head of the draw, crossed the street, trotted boldly into a neighbor's yard, and continued on its merry way in  broad daylight.

So, this is how boring old people spend their days.