Unpredictable day

We got up to an overcast day...I thought, well, I cannot hang any laundry out.  And up in the morn, Roger decided to head to Terre Haute for some dry ice.  I had to get on line and find a place to get some...found it after the second call, though it was not crushed.  So looked a while longer to try to find it in crushed form, but no luck.

It had turned sunny by then, but I didn't know if it would last...but it did.  So, when we got back I hurried and did a load and hung them out.  Thinking I could just forget about them till late.  They had been out about an hour and seemed almost bone dry...I fooled a bit more and decided to run to the grocery.

Now, it is a good thing I can be there in 5 minutes, and was in and out in probably half an hour.  When I came out of the store, it had darkened up, the wind was blowing, and you could almost feel the rain in the air.  I did not speed on the way home but I sure wanted to.

 I hurried and brought my bags in, and ran back out to gather the clothes in...took them down to the dryer for a few minutes....I did not stay down there to pull them out...but came on back up and it was raining. But could now see the sun.  And that is what it did yesterday evening about this time.  I was so glad I  had hurried through the store...I just hate my clothes getting rained on.

That is about as adventuresome as it gets around here...and I am not complaining at all.

Little pink flowers...

I have no idea what this is...I have not even taken the time to try to identify it.  I do think it pretty though.  This was taken up be low the dam shown in yesterday's post.

I have not did much at all this weekend, nothing much interesting to tell.  I was going through some old emails to delete.  Got to laughing at some of the things Lorelei had done.   Remember the time I had just given her a bath, and came in and set down with her wrapped in a towel....and she asked her Papaw to scratch her toes?  I forget what was said, but I remember her saying, "well, they're right there!"  as she was stretching her foot over to him.

And another time she had fell over into something and got sort of stuck, and cried for her mom to come get her and when Sarah lifted her out she said, "LikeHumpty Dumpty, Mommy!"

Yesterday Sarah said Lorelei told her that her teacher had threatened to move her 'clicker' down, whatever that is, if she didn't stop giggling so much at the boys.  And she said, "But mommy, they are so funny!"  I think the 'clicker' is some kind of way of encouraging the students to behave.  Her teacher this year is the same one she had last year, and Lorelei totally loves her. 

The Big Raccoon Creek

We drove up to the tailwaters of the Cecil M. Harden Lake yesterday,known as Raccoon Lake by some.  The above is where they let the water out of the lake...these young people did not stay there long...they had big sinkers on their lines but the water was too swift even for them.

These photos are maybe 200 yards downstream from the damn.

Normally I can stand down on little sandbar right close to the above tree and fish.  And over across at the trees out in the water...there is usually a Great Blue Heron that wades the water along through there trying to catch its own dinner.  You can see it here...it is on up the creek a little farther than this but not by much cause I stood not too far up from this tree to take that picture.

 After leaving there, we drove on down to Mansfield...Roger took these too pics.  Normally there is a rock ledge down that the water rushes over...look here for a pic when it is normal.

Notice where the water is at under this little footbridge, then look here to see what is closer to normal, but even in it, the creek is up.  Look how much lower the water is under the foot bridge in it.

Needless to say, I am beginning to think we will get to wade this creek and fish this summer.  And I doube that we are going to get to take Lorelei there to fish and play.