Deadheads?

Susun and Dina met this morning before 8 am to dance down to Hilda's Garden to deadhead.  Does that make them deadheads?  Nah, they would be deadheaders, don't you think?  They are deadheading this morning.  We shall leave it to the Blog Grammarians to sort out.  This was nice cool morning--the low shows as 43 so it had to be in the 40's when they showed up at Hilda's.

Susun entertained JoAnne yesterday so I scrammed so the Ladies Who Lunch could have some quality time together.  Susun's Daughter Stasea sent a nice email mast night that supposedly originated at Stanford.  It's all about how women visiting with their lady friends is actually a health thing.  The email said "spending time with a friend is just as important to our general health as jogging or working out at a gym....and... every time you hang out to schmooze with a girlfriend, pat yourself on the back and congratulate yourself for doing something good for your health!"  Guys apparently get no health benefits whatsoever when hanging with other guys talking about guns, trains, planes, lawn mowers, boats and 401K's.

Speaking of guns--yesterday as a real big red letter day as far as firearms go.  I received notice that the new Smith & Wesson M&P I ordered last Saturday will be delivered today.  Meanwhile, DR & LBR Tom Bonomo proofed out the custom 1911 down in Arizona and said it is fine and dandy.  He shipped it out and it will be here tomorrow.  Meanwhile, I spent 3 hours at my "home on the range."  (Trivia Alert:  Did you know the song "Home on The Range" was written in the 1870's and is the official state song of Kansas?  Yep, it's true--read about it here.) During my time at the shooting range, I was actually able to greatly improve my accuracy with a favored revolver--a classic 1970's Smith & Wesson Model 6868 .357.  The small thumbnail at right shows my last 23 shots from 30 feet. Sweet.

The day ended with a real bang (pun intended).  I bought a really nice lever action .357 Rossi carbine at a local auction house at 9 pm last night.  Yep, no Happy Hour yesterday!  It's a long story but we won the bidding and the rifle is now ours to cradle as we patrol the perimeters of our Home on The Range-- "Where the Deer an the Antelope play, Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the sky is not clouded all day."

Today will be more of the same, culminating in the weekly shooting match this evening.  Meanwhile, of course, Susun will log another four hours at Habitat For Humanity's ReStore.  Hey, we might have a visitor show up here soon.  None other than DR & LBR & Neighbor Gary W. from the legendary, fabled metropolis of Rimrock, Arizona, might arrive here Thursday or Friday.  He and his buddies do an annual hike each year.  In the past, they have tackled wildly remote places in the Heart of Yellowstone, the Wind River Mountains and other obscure spots.  This year, the high elevation snow precludes going into such places.  Sooo...they are having social trip into the Sawtooth Wilderness over in our old stomping ground in the Sawtooth National Recreation Area near Stanley, Idaho.  Gary has decided to come here and roost prior to leaving to meet his buddies over in Stanley.  He's taking the S&S route.  (S&S = Scenic & Social)  Believe it or not, it's less than 40 miles out of his way!  Amazing, but true.

Well, that's about all we have for this fine Dog Day Summer Morning.  Have a great day & Many Cheers! jp