Went up to the club this afternoon a little early, and cut the grass. Several friends came later and we had a great time. A huge hare passed through, but Buddy was standing in my lap, looking the wrong way, and never even saw it, the silly boy!
The wind was light, and several different aircraft were flown., only one crash (A FW-190 'Butcher Bird' which re-kitted upon impact).
Our duncs tree is full of fruit, even though the season is at an end.
I don't like them when they go orange and brown. Some people seem to think that is when they are at their best, but to me, they taste 'gamey' and I don't like that flavour. I like them yellow, with a slightly tart taste. The fruit this year aren't as large as previous years, but they are plentiful on the tree, and very tasty as usual! We all ate too many.
This is the first time at the club for several weeks. We've had high winds which allow us to go to our favourite slope soaring site and have fun with the gliders. Two weekends ago the winds were howling! Gusts measured at over 30 knots! Last week wasn't nearly so windy, but the wind was smooth and steady, and there was bags of lift, far out in front as well as above and also, unusually, behind the edge where you'd normally only expect "The Rotor" (turbulence).
Doctor tomorrow, for a blood-draw. I've had this test 14 times in the last two months. Fortunately, my Doc is very gifted with a needle. If I look away, I never feel a thing. I just wish the numbers would stabilize instead of see-sawing up and down. It's the constantly changing dosages that are the PITA! It takes me long enough to lay out tomorrow's meds as it is, without having the dosage vary with the day of the week!
Buddy is also on meds. His infected toe almost got better, but then it took a turn for the worse. (Did you see the photo of the poor boy in a huge lampshade?) And getting him to take two large antibiotic capsules a day isn't something I was looking forward to. But I have found a method that works, that involves Vienna sausages. I hollow one out with a plastic straw and slip the cap inside. Then I pretend like I won't give it to him... but I let him steal it! And yams it down quick! So far, he is none the wiser that a large turquoise capsule goes down with it. I hope he doesn't catch on, because otherwise he is a bear when it comes to taking medication. Now I gotta stock up on Vienna sausages. He has another 13 days to go...