Counting the days
Libby claims that we go out to Roundrock every weekend. This is a scurrilous and baseless accusation, and in response to it, I drove a nail into one of the studs in the Cabin at the End of the Road.
It hurts just a little bit to drive a nail into the wood of our sparkling new cabin. The one you see above is the fourth one I've driven. The first was to hang a decoration on the outside of the cabin in the back. The decoration looks nice there, and the pain of driving that nail is mitigated. I'm pretty sure I've shown a photo of it, but if not, let me know. The other two were for hanging a broom and dustpan for sweeping out the cabin. These were the first things we purchased on the day we visited the completed cabin. After the initial clean up of the building debris, the inside of the cabin has not gotten very dirty, but I do sweep off the porch at the end of each visit. (Somehow peanut shells accumulate there.)
And so this fourth nail.
Back before the days when I started writing this humble blog, I would write lengthy accounts of our trips to the woods in my paper journal. (I began doing the same here, but that made for some lengthy posts.) I had some notion that I would someday use some of these archives for something -- I don't know what -- but now those accounts are spread over some dozen notebooks with very little to catalog them. Finding anything in particular among those hundreds of entries is virtually impossible, but I could fairly easily find a record of the dates of our past visits. And with that data I'm sure I could disprove Libby's false claim of our weekly visits. But that would only work for the days before I took up blogging.
And thus this fourth nail.
I will use it to help me collect reliable data on the frequency of our visits. And then we'll see, won't we? How will I do this? By the means you see below:
Yes, an old-fashioned, low-tech, paper calendar. Sometimes the old ways are still the best ways. Now, each time we visit, we will mark the calendar to show we were there. Simple, eloquent, indisputable. It was even worth driving a nail into the pristine cabin to achieve this end.
So far, the calendar only has one day marked: the 17th of January. Based on Libby's false assertion, that should have been the third dated marked on the calendar since, by then, there had been three weekends in the month. As you see, there are five weekends in January of 2010. At best, we will have marked the calendar for two of them.
Every weekend! Bah!
(Yes, a Border Collie calendar. #2 Son gave me that as a gift. He gave another to Libby featuring Pomeranians, but so far I don't think she's using it to catalog any mistaken notions of mine.)
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My Missouri Natural Events Calendar tells me that I be able to find harbinger of spring blooming in my forest this month.
Missouri calendar:
- Cedar waxwings flock to feed on cedar berries and other fruit.
- Groundhogs breed through March.
February 1st, 2010 at 10:09 am
I always have an old-fashioned, low-tech paper calendar. It just wouldn’t be a new year without one. I prefer them to the computer calendar programs.
February 1st, 2010 at 4:49 pm
You would think at this point she would no not to challenge you in such a way;) Did you make it down this past weekend. We drove down Friday and let me tell you that drive sucked bad.
February 1st, 2010 at 7:05 pm
Robin – I actually like picking out new calendars each year — for the wall or for my desk — because they’re full of wonderful photos I can enjoy for 365 days. Not so with an electronic calendar.
Josh – Nope. We didn’t make it down. We were considering going Sunday, but we figured it would be too cold to be pleasant. Plus #2 Son wanted us to take him to breakfast and buy groceries for his apartment.
February 7th, 2010 at 1:03 am
[...] terms of visits to our woods. We’ve only been out once! (Of course, this does work well with my scheme of using the wall calendar to prove that we don’t visit often enuf.) Between weather and the [...]