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Summer 2008
Richard Loller

July 7-13  

Well, I'm missing my long lens camera, so I don't have as many pics this week.  Canon is fixing it for free, but it was a recall because of the sensor and they tell me the part has to come from Japan.  I will borrow one from Jim Taft next week and maybe do better.
Monday Sherry and I were sitting on the deck and she saw something big fly into the trees near the owl house.  Sure enough, it was this young fuzzy owl.  There were also two others, probably the parents,  in the shadows, but the camera wasn't up to the challenge and I got no decent pics.
Tuesday at SB early and someone, probably two people at least, has got the paddle boat onto the pond. 
The pond is slowly growing smaller as the rains grow less.
Walked down to the river near the stadium before the Wednesday yoga class at St. Anne's.  The cletes for docking boats at the public ramp had all been valdalized like this one.
Thursday at Volleyball we had half the Turkish nation.   Barbaros and Ozge were there along with her Father, Mother, and little sister. They have flown over here to help with the baby due next month.  Here we have Father Ata, Mother Nursel, Baby Sister Sila, and Papa Barbaros.
Saturday I worked all day in the yard, but Sunday I fished below Center Hill in the pool below the dam.  Saw this Louisanna Heron on the wing wall.   Fished hard for bass and trout for two or three hours.  I even trolled, but only caught an occasional small stripe.  Then my luck changed...
Got into crappie at the big log and caught 15 or 20 on the fly rod and tiny cork and jig.  Gave most of them away to a guy who got a ticket from the Game and Fish for not wearing his life perserver.  He and his wife were fishing out of kayaks.  The game cops tooted at me to come to the shore.  I thought I was getting a ticket, but he wanted a ride out to the kayakers.  I gave him one, although if I had had my brain in gear I guess I could have refused.  Feel stupid and bad about it though.  Aiding the life preserver gestapo is not my intention.  Not after paying $140 for the same thing a couple of Summers ago!
These two canoes of large people were putting in as I was leaving.  The big Mama in the water had just fallen in.  They were all super-size folks, so I hope they made it all the way to the take out without more unexpected dips.

June 30-July 6

Well, lots of activity.  Walking and getting chiggers in the garden, and wading the creek with the camera--I sometimes call that "fishing," and fishing from the kayak.  Full week.
While I still had the Kodak I tries the 12X zoom on Buel's house across the river.  Excellent lens.  Too bad the camera eats batteries so fast.
Tuesday at Shelby Bottoms I got this view of the "living roof" on a section of the visitors center.  Unfortunately, the facility doesn't open til 12 and closes at 4.
These bumble bees like to spend the night among the milk weed blossoms.
Strange sight as I was driving through SB on the way to the Y.  Fire truck shooting tons of water across the lake.  Maybe flushing the tank out?

July 3rd and they say 4th of July is when the blackberries are ready.
Intrepid pickers brave the chiggers in search of the sweet fruits.
Kodak and long lens Canon are gone.  The little Canon with 3x lens did a pretty good job on this Yellow Throat.
The morning glories are at their peak.
My sweet basil always gets wilt or some other disease in the garden, so I planted a batch in this crock and so far it seems to be doing well.
I've got one bell pepper ready to pick.  I think it is a California Wonder.  It doesn't look much like a Choclate Beauty, a new kind I'm trying this year.
These Big Boys look like they are going to be the first to ripen.  Just on schedule too.  4th of July.
Hard to beat Sweet 100's cherry tomatoes.
The cucumbers like their cages.  I get the pickling kind since they get so big before you find them that the bigger kind would look like watermelons.
First egg plant.  Iciban.  I've also got some Millionaire, another Japanese variety, but  the regular shape.  The Icibans are kicking Millionaire's behind.
Saturday, despite the chigger threat, Sherry doused with Skin So Soft and Fabric Softener and weeded her big garden.  She still got chiggers, but not as many maybe.
I planted okra between the onions and tomatoes and it's coming along.   Trouble is you have to pick it every day or it gets too big.  I hate to shoot up with Deet just to pick a few okra, so it is a problem.  I'm planning to shoot diluted dishwashing soap and veggie oil mix on the garden next Saturday.  It is supposed to kill the chiggers, or at least slow them down.
I've begun pulling the onions.  The tops die and that's when they are ready.
Aren't they pretty?  Big too and very few rotted in the ground.
Saturday I took the camera fishing and mostly took photos since the fish weren't too willing.  I was too late to get a photo of the beaver before he ducked under these roots and went into his den.
Got a better photo of the little frogs. Or, are they toads?  I wish I could have put a penny in the shot.  Froggie or Toadie would have fit on top.
Beautiful group of yellow and orange butterflies with the little grey ones.
Don't know the name, but plan to look it up.
Sunday went to Creek C with the two seat kayak.  Caught a huge bass in this deep hole under the bluff.  Fought it a long time and then she threw lure. Before I could reel it in she took it again, or one just as big did, and I had another thrill before she threw the lure again.  After moving on up the creek until it got too small I came back and damned if she didn't take the lure again. 
This Sluggo-like lure (a 32nd oz. jig--single hook with no barb) was the magic attraction for big bass Sunday.   And all this time I've been fishing topwaters-- Rapalas and Tiny Torpedos.  You certainly get stuck in your ways!
I got hung up in some bushes along the bluff and while I was untangling my lure I noticed these huge spiders on the underside of a rock overhang.
This one was next to a dried skeleton of one just as big.  Her mate?

June 23-29

Well, Travis is getting beans and my tomatoes are getting big.  Some of the cherry tomatoes are ripe.  I'm also getting cucumbers and one egg plant and one bell pepper are ripe.  Lots of good stuff going on.  On the dark side, we have such a chigger infestation in the gardens, both mine and Sherry's, we hate to get in them.  Always something.
I had four beautiful squash plants, but the vine borers have got them.  I seldom have any luck with squash.  The borers stay in the soil.
I took a new route Thursday and went by the lake at Shelby Park.  This mother mallard and her babies were fearless.  The little ones are eating moss.
The bush beans on both ends of the row are ready.  I guess they get more sun.
Look at all the blossoms.  Travis is going to get a lot of pole beans.
These purple ones turn green when they are cooked, Travis tells me.
Enough to eat and fresh off the vine.  It doesn't get any better than that.
Later that Saturday I fished a nearby creek.  It was pretty mossy and stormy and the fish weren't hitting.  I had to shelter under the trees along the bank a couple of times to get out of the showers.
On the way back I passed several shallow pools in the rocks full of tadpoles.  They needed a big rain to keep from drying up.  I doubt they got it.
I also disturbed a herd of tiny frogs, no bigger than your little finger nail.  It was not easy getting a shot.  They kept hopping away.
I saw this really pretty minature thistle near the car. 
This huge dragon fly was flying about near the car.  I never got a good picture of him, but sure shot enough trying.
Sunday I decided to fish the Cumberland.  Everyone asks if I do, since we live right on it.  Okay, I thought, I'll give it a try.  It was very windy and I had a hard time finding a place I could fish without paddling all the time.  This old structure upstream from Lock Two Park should have been the jackpot.  But no fish at all.  Oh well, now I know why I seldom fish the Cumberland.
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