Busy Birds…

….consuming about two feeder refills a day. This photo doesn’t show the frenzy.

They like it here because we try to buy food with ingredients birds like, which is not cracked corn. Nobody likes corn except the bird seed suppliers, and they like it because it’s cheap.

Light snow all day, but that didn’t stop us from breakfast at Natalie’s. In other news, today I graduated from physical therapy—almost as good as new.

From Snow to Slick

A coating of ice along with a dusting of snow back in Whitewater. Driveway and sidewalk treacherous.

Now a few photos from the past few days.

The view from a table in the Backwater Bar, where we stopped for a burger on the way home from the ski races. Seen here is a bend in the Wisconsin River, which, btw, is 420 miles long, from the UP-Wisconsin border to the Mississippi by Prairie du Chien.

A view of the marsh alongside Squirrel Lake.

A rather scenic driveway.

All Set Up…

…and ready to go…

For next project. A three-boat kit, moving from easy to semi-difficult. Boat one, a plywood dory. Boat two, a lapstrake Norwegian pram. Boat three, a plank on frame Muscongus Bay lobster smack, also known as a Friendship Sloop, one of my favorite boats. This could be a fun learning curve to follow. (I really enjoyed last year’s Chesapeake Bay skipjack, which had a steep curve.)

A light dusting of snow last night.

More Coding Fun

Using the Swift programming language and a learning supplement called Playground.

Learning to use commands, functions, loops, and conditionals…so far. In the shot above I used a loop to execute an if-then-else conditional to move the character up and forward and to toggle on any switches that were set to off (a condition that varied).
Rather addicting. And now on to the Sphero Bolt robot!
BTW, Swift can control the Bolt (at a rather advanced point in the learning curve).

Another In The Series Of…

…mundane, get-out-of-the-house mini adventures.

Felt a bit like a trip in an alternate universe. Destination: Aztelan Bar and Grill, just a mile north of the ancient mound site of the same name. With the sun breaking out, the landscape seemed unfamiliar. And the bar…I expected a little rustic place with maybe a few farmers holding down the bar stools. Instead, a rustic place with a huge interior noisily jam-packed with all kinds of people. And this in the middle of nowhere. The sandwiches were okay, but I didn’t much like the Bloody Mary.