Buck O’Neill and Satchel Paige

 

I was able to get out of the house today!! After dropping no.dos. off at a school function, we made our way to Troost & Gregory to find the Forest Lawn / Chapel Hill cemetery.

Leroy Satchel Paige & wife Lahoma Jean Satchel Piage back of grave

This cemetery is a who’s who of Kansas City. My main goal was to find Satchel Paige’s grave.  H Roe Bartle is buried there.  There are the Ward’s, the Warnell’s, the Newcomer family, The Waldo’s, etc.

Whole family sections going back 100+ years.

Our last stop was to visit my Kansas City favorite, Buck O’Neill.

Rob and Buck

look closely and you can see Rob in the reflection

Win for KC

I never set my new year’s resolutions at the beginning of the year.  For me, that is the surest way to fail.  Instead, I spend the holiday thinking about what one big thing I want to do or change in the coming year.  I roll it over in my mind.  obsess about it.  finally I act.  Bottom line, by the time I commit, I’m in for the long haul.  It’s a done deal, I’ll make my goals.

This weekend, I finally took the plunge.  I agreed with my friend to do the Win for KC- Women’s Triathlon.

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Don’t have a heart attack!!!  Because this is something that has been on that internal bucket list.  2014 is simply the year it bubbled to the top of the list.  The hardest part is actually declaring PUBLICLY that I’m going to do it.

So without further ado, I’m going to do the Win for KC Women’s Triathlon in July 2014!!!

 

gulp.  let the training begin!!!

 

 

Hanging on by a Toe

Today I went out of my comfort zone and went on to a ledge (of sorts), or at least a toe hold.  I went rock climbing for the first time.  It’s been on my bucket list for a while, but last night I agreed to try it for real.  My friend Sandy asked me to go climbing with another newbie, Kathleen.

So instead of doing a nice safe lunch of sushi, we trekked out to IBEX http://climbibex.com    learned to “belay” and went for broke.  For only knowing 1 person “fairly well” having the other unknown belay for me truly was a test of trust.  CRAZY.  But i did it!!  We DID it!!!!!!

I got to two top’s.  A 5.6, the green trail below in the corner by the door entry and a 5.7 with a nice incline on the other side of the wall.  My hands and thighs finally gave out after  2.5 hours of crazy fun!!  I can’t wait to go again!!!!!!

1441223_779774808706576_303327723_nThank you Sandy and Kathleen for a terrific day avoiding “people” and shopping centers!!

 

Life Under the Snow

To many, winter looks bleak and flat.  Nature has rolled back the welcome matt and only waits patiently for spring to return.

To me, I see the layers of winter.  The snow & ice not just blanket the ground, but also covers the very food that will keep nature healthy through the long winter.

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Deer and rabbit tracks criss cross the pathways.  Turtles blow bubbles to protect their freezing air hole.IMG_3327

 

 

Easy to Read

I spend a lot of time watching people and even more time watching dogs.  Quite frankly, dogs are so much easier to read.  They say what they have to say and move on.  

To help me get my thoughts together for this post, I took Buck and Scout to Heritage Dog Park.  It is a really nice enclosed dog park.  The perimeter walk is just under a mile.  Up hills and down, the dogs can be, well, dogs.  We go there often enough, that Buck knows when we get close. He starts that chortle whine.  The one that is way back in his throat.  If he were angry it would be a growl, but the excitement pinches off his vocal cords a bit and it comes out like a squeal.  

Buck's lips are pulled back as he chortle's that it's his turn.

Buck’s lips are pulled back as he chortle’s that it’s his turn.

Buck doesn’t do a lot of vocalizations beyond the “i’m done, Scout.  leave me alone” or “yes” and loud style one word bark that his way of saying loudly get moving already, it’s time for the walk!!!!!

Scout, on the other hand, is a chronic talker.  Not only is it incessant, it is LOUD.  Scout has about as much volume control as a 3 year old at Chucky Cheese.  When Scout has something to say it comes out in sharp staccato sentences.  “I WANT IT NOW.” or “THROW!! IT!!” Scout seems to use the exact number of syllables needed to complete his request.

Since the dogs are with me nearly all day, I get to watch their routines both as a spectator and a participant. In the morning, they climb over each other to be first in line for food.  Buck takes his time eating, while Scout hoarfs it quickly down.  Next, is the in and out of the dog door.  Pooches taking care of business and drinking lots of water.  As I settle in to work, Scout starts a round of “rharr rarrrr” games.  Nibble on the back of Buck’s foot to instigate being chased.  The seconds turn into minutes.  Rharr.  Chase.  grrrrrr.  Until mommy is tired of the noise and pulls out the water squirt gun.  

But what is most fascinating about the back and forth is that the dogs have a behavioral dance they go through.  A declarative, “I’m ready to play.”  Next comes the nibble or nudge to insist “I am ready to play now!”  Shoulder’s go down, butt’s go up, the give an take commences.  Chase me.  And the neat thing is for a dog, Chase ME actually means Chase ME!!  

Dogs have the language written down in their genes.  When they get to dog park, Chase ME still means Chase ME, even if they have not met that dog before.  The back and forth dance still make sense to them.  They are not strangers.  They still know the dance.

I took a series of pictures this week while Scout was playing.  When you have the camera taking multiple shots you can capture the little nuances as they happen.  The excitement.  The anticipation.  The thrill.  

This is why I really love dogs.  Simple.  Easy.  Lovable.

 

Orchid Man

I spent some time working with my new canon lenses while shooting at Kauffman Memorial Garden yesterday. Rob and I exchanged gifts for our 20th. He got golf items and I got 2 new lenses for my rebel. A nice telephoto and some gadgets that change a normal 22-55 mm lens to a macro lens. You need to manual focus but the results were stunning.

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Overall the conservatory was pretty bare except for the occasional orchid hanging upside down.  The macro converter let me get a great close up shot.

Who knew Orchid Man was hiding in plain sight.

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Look a little closer.  He looks like one of the Queen of Heart’s guards in Wonderland.

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