{"id":1188,"date":"2007-07-02T02:51:00","date_gmt":"2007-07-02T06:51:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2007\/07\/02\/sunday-night-wild-life\/"},"modified":"2007-07-02T02:51:00","modified_gmt":"2007-07-02T06:51:00","slug":"sunday-night-wild-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2007\/07\/02\/sunday-night-wild-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Sunday night – wild life"},"content":{"rendered":"
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My intention for the day was to do as little as possible.. and to avoid doing anything I had <\/i>to do\u2026  <\/span>I succeeded beautifully. I did absolutely nothing.. and I loved it. <\/p>\n

 <\/span>Today is the first day of a week of for me, and I can never<\/i> recall being so relaxed at the start of a vacation. The changes in my life since Sam’s passing are so deep and interesting to me. .. I find that I’m hardly every stressed anymore. . When I am, I find I decompress almost instantly when I go home.. I’m not sure why it’s like that.. it sort of seems counter  <\/span>intuitive to me sometimes. <\/p>\n

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   <\/span>I spent the entire morning puttering in my lab.. which Max and Scott cleaned for me as a Father’s day present. It was so much fun hacking around in there with all the tools hung up neatly. I almost didn’t want to get anything out and spoil the effect. My mission for the day was to start building  <\/span>a small microcontroller based weather sensor that might someday become part of the sculpture we’re building for Sam. Homer has a great set of ideas for an animated wind-powered snowboarder.. we talked about having some of the motion and\/or lighting respond to the weather in some way. I was working on a chip interface to read light. Temperature and humidity.. I got pretty far.. I got side tracked a bit when I discovered that I could download ringtones to these little 99 cent microcontrollers. I  <\/span>used this to create a very practical home accessory: a can of refried beans that plays Pacahelel’s canon in our refrigerator. Every home should have one. I left it in there until Max found it..  <\/span>OK.. so it was a dumb idea. <\/p>\n

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    <\/span>I’m proud to  <\/span>say I can’t remember anything else I did for the rest of the day. .. but I was blissfully happy for most of the day.  <\/span>I remember missing Gabe.. who’s still out at Snowboard camp in Oregon<\/st1:place><\/st1:state>.. I remember helping Diane finish mulching one of her gardens.. and I played chase with Chai.  <\/span>I also though a bunch about Sam. That happens whenever I’m working with my hands.. actually.. that just happens, whenever. <\/p>\n

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 <\/span>Around six, Diane invited Chai and me out for a walk.. we did the upper loop behind the house.. it was beautiful and cool out.   <\/span>I think it never got about the 50’s all day.. a far cry from last week when it hit 100 here..  <\/span>On the way down, I caught sight of a fox running across th field in the high pasture. He\/she turned around just before ducking into the woods.. I go this grainy picture.. still.. it’s fun to see  <\/span>a fox.. they’re usually hard to spot. <\/p>\n

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The wildlife spotting was a bit easier inside tonight. As we were eating dinner, a tiny mouse ran across the floor. I was able to corner him\/her under one of the cabinets. Cute.. but it doesn’t belong in my house. I put out a live capture trap tonight. I’ll let you now how that goes. <\/p>\n

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Tomorrow, I have even  <\/span>more nothing planned. I think I’m up to it ! Gnite all,   <\/span>Gnite Sam !<\/p>\n

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-me<\/p>\n

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My intention for the day was to do as little as possible.. and to avoid doing anything I had to do\u2026  I succeeded beautifully. I did absolutely nothing.. and I loved it.  Today is the first day of a week of for me, and I can never recall being so relaxed at the start of … Continue reading Sunday night – wild life<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1188","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1188","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1188"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1188\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1188"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1188"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1188"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}