Books and Bookstores

Besides roaming the high desert, our days are spent reading. There is always at least one piece of reading material within arms reach.

Since retiring, we’ve moved away from non-fiction reading (no more textbooks) and have been enjoying fiction and history.

Reading requires sources of material. While many of the walls in our house hold overloaded bookcases, the local branch of Deschutes County Library is a constant and reliable source of reading material.

E-books and audiobooks have become an inescapable part of reading. It’s nice to have a few dozen different books in hand .

Though an e-ink screen is convenient, slipping a bookmark between pages is an irreplaceable part of reading.

Bookstores and libraries, are critical outlets however, technology has forever altered that experience.

Our first visit to Powell’s City of Books is etched into memory. Something about the air in a bookstore; paper, ink and dust, if it’s the right kind of store.

Yes, a lot of our reading material is captured via a hold place through the library’s online website  .  .  .  then downloaded to an e-reader or picked up on weekly stops.

But one still needs to occasionally step into a good bookstore.

Book searches via keyboard are efficient, but nowhere near as fun as rummaging through shelves, craning your neck to read spines, and pulling an interest prospect.

The website may offer a brief preview, but that doesn’t compare to turning to a table of contents, running a finger down the index or reading random pages at will.

Online you scroll through known authors or subjects, while at a bookstore you are immersed in a genre and exposed to unknown works.

Reading research is very different in a bookstore  .  .  .  that is why we never miss the opportunity to push open the door when we come across one.

It’s Already November

I’m not cold but that guy back there is

Looking back over journal entries I realize this rainy weather coupled with a few ‘poorly’ scheduled appointments severely restricted our travel.

Chores got done, JQ was occupied with baking projects, and lots of pages have been turned on sci-fi and mystery books.

But really  ,  ,  ,  we didn’t get very far from the house.

An apparent break in the rain got turned into a trip to the Sunriver Nature Center to check in on the swans.

They are doing well, however that foul weather pause did not include a lull in the wind, nor rise in temperature. It wasn’t wet, but it was a cold walk. Tip did enjoy himself.

Tasks finished and weather forecasts looking clearer this coming week, we should get more exploring in. For now, it’s a warm fire, hot mug of tea, and a good story on the e-reader. Not a terrible way to spend time.

A Patio Visit

Morning hatch on the Crooked River

It really felt like fall this week. We managed to get in a fishing trip, as usual, but the majority of our week was spent getting a start on winterizing.

Red Rudbeckia, aka black-eyed Susan, was a big success in this year’s garden.

Central Oregon winters can be fickle weather-wise, but there is the guarantee of one good snow dump. For that reason, you need to button up the exterior.

Petunias, a favorite of mule deer in our neighborhood

We’ve transformed the patio from a basic BBQ spot to a retreat, complete with a host of herbs and flowers. This has been a great place to share a morning coffee or evening cocktail.

Brief stop between watering sites

The patio gets crossed by neighborhood cats and there is a resident family of chipmunks that skitter across. The chipmunks seem to be using the bottom of our grow towers as watering spots.

In recent weeks there has been a small clutch of Mule Deer Stags feasting on neighborhood greenery.

Interrupted mid-munch (petunias, strawberries, and cherry tomatoes are top contenders)

We’ve seen a decrease in foliage on flowers and trees. We watch them nonchalantly strolling through the neighborhood streets.

However, we’ve not been successful in catching these tree pruners in action  .  .  .  until this week.

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Desert Gardening

Fresh green against blue sky

June to September in the high desert are marked with mostly cloudless days.

Accompanying this is an  upward trend on the thermometer.  We have gotten pretty adept at direct sun avoidance, but it takes effort by the middle of July.

A Cottonwood Canyon trip cut short in 2023 by wildfire

An additional problem has been added. Incidents of wildfire are on the rise.  It’s not just the threat to our home, but we’ve pulled up to some fire closed roads in the past. That can put a damper on anyone’s plans.

As days get warmer, earlier, we retreat to the comfort of AC.  E-readers are kept well stocked for the blistering hot afternoons that will be here soon enough.

Summer kitchen’s countertop

Before the full on summer weather hit, we managed to complete a few projects aimed at mitigation.

The side porch got sun screening. This makes BBQing a more pleasant task.

We also stretched out our gardening and landscaping. This was the first place we’ve lived that didn’t have some type of garden.

Oh, of course there were trees and a few pots of flowers. This year however, that changed.

Garlic ready for harvest

JQ may not have a green thumb, but she has a gardener’s heart.

With concern about access to fresh greens, given current conditions, we set up a couple of small raised beds.

These got planted with hearty greens, garlic and onions. Once the gardening bug struck, it was hard to hold back. 

Additional pots and plots got added to the mix. A space where a failed tree planting from the former owners got a crab apple tree.  

Columnar apple trees in pots

More flowers were tucked among the rocky landscape and some “Fruit Snacks” columnar apple trees got put in containers beside the house. 

A pair of Birch were put in the spot were an Aspen had been. 

What’s for dinner?

That seems like a lot, but most of the projects were part of cleaning up the area around the house.

We’re not sure how the edible plants will fare  .  .  .  this is after all a desert.

That said, we’re enjoying the patio along with additional visits from neighborhood birds and a squirrel that has taken to stuffing peanuts into the garden beds.

Having The Time

Snow tools always handy

This week we both came down with colds. Then, in addition to sub-zero temperatures, the snows returned  .  .  .   so there were no excursions.

On the upside, the greatest luxury of being retired is you’re no longer enslaved to the clock. There are no places we have to be, meetings or work that demands our attention.

Winter’s chill just out the window

This means that our week consisted of a tissue box, cup of hot tea and a good book,  all nestled in front of the fire.

February snows burden pine boughs

I guess if you’re going to have the sniffles it’s best during a winter storm. We’ll have to see what next week holds, but already cold symptoms are abating.