Thursday, August 28, 2019

I’ve hustled to create another video, this time of Sunni being driven on neighborhood streets. It’s short and slightly boring because this mare is cooperative and great, without spooks, swerves, or worries. She performs as asked for as long as her driver wants.

That’s why she’s going with me today, to Lebanon, to attend a driving clinic. We’ll ride with and learn from a person who wins frequently in driving competitions. We’ll actually make the trip twice, today and again on Saturday. Today, we’ll work on dressage in the arena, and on Saturday, we’ll be in the field to make timed runs over courses arranged with cones and obstacles.

The advantage of partnering with a dependable and trusted horse is that she will leave me free to concentrate on accuracy in order to save precious seconds. We can be speedy by using short-cuts to hasten finishing a course. That’s exactly as we would do in real competitions. Thankfully, having a great horse is a relief, but as for me–myself not so great. I’ve a chronic problem of not quickly finding my right hand or my left. If my deficit results (often the case) in asking Sunni to take wrong directions, our time will fade away.

I’ve tried really hard to find ways to get “right” right. Must keep trying, but so far this lifelong pain in the behind sticks.

Anyway, this day will be a fine one to get into my head another voice of authority along with that of our trainer. Meanwhile, you might enjoy a relaxing 30 seconds of touring the neighborhood with Sunni and me. Here’s the link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MaojxKIstiU

Dear Friends: This hobby of driving, it’s creating a life of its own. Diana

Wednesday, August 28, 2019

I’m in a great mood, noticeably, and it’s a bit overwhelming. This morning, the horses came into the barn quietly and cooperatively, fish in the watering troughs sprang upward for their eats, and a surprised bunny (a pretty white and brown cottontail) dashed from the barn. She might have a nest with babies under the hay, for this is the second morning she’s bounced away upon my appearance. I gaze at our mountain range emerging from a mist. Even the surrounding weeds aren’t particularly bothersome. I take a closer look at the Sego Lilies. They’re still here, tall and straight, but with pedals closed together. In years past, they’ve not remained visible this long. Maybe the difference is from all the rain that landed this summer.

On my early brief outings to feed large animals, my four dogs stay inside the house to lessen their waves of barking, but even from the barn they’re noisy. Anyway they’re inside and hopefully less intrusive. On re-entering the house, I get a new boost, for noticeably, the carpet’s been vacuumed. Yes, I’m into cleaning the house, always a production, and as usual, because I’m anticipating guests. With all else to take care of on this small acreage with large animals and my part-time job, there’s little time (and so little energy) for diligent inside maintenance. I’m happier when the inside job is done.

Maybe this is why my improved mood–more’s getting into order. The weather is cooler, animals are cooperating, my part-time working hours are reduced, and the vehicles and tools are in decent working order. This is a good day to go buy a lottery ticket!

Dear Friends: Boil everything to an essence, and Voila! Simple is da’ bomb. Diana

Tuesday, August 27, 2019

As I write, my newly-finished one-minute video slowly is uploading to You Tube. If the clip actually shows up online, and correctly, I’ll keep the GoPro Camera. It’s with me on a trial basis and has generated a steep learning curve. First, the camera has complex photographic capabilities, more than I’ll ever need; and second, it’s tiny with too many parts, difficult to hold onto while messing with; and third, one must understand how to capture from it, how to save pictures and video externally and post them independently.

GoPro tries to own what’s in its memory and will export only to Facebook or You Tube. Those sites suit me, but so far none of my exports have reached their destinations, haven’t materialized on either platform. I decided trying to download from GoPro, save to my computer, and on my own perform the editing and exporting. After researching and experimenting, I came across “Lightworks”, a complex but do-able video editing software with a free trial period. And thus finally, my little feature has been created and is en route to You Tube.

My editing goals weren’t complicated. I reduced five-minutes of “driving Rosie” footage to one-minute and added a title. The hardest thing was having to kill four cool minutes of our travels, but only I would hang in throughout the whole show. There’s so much possible in working with video, especially if there’s also time to experiment and play with possibilities. The same is true of a GoPro, which despite its smallness has amazing capabilities. While learning to use this camera and the trial editing software, I’m targeting to achieve what’s most simple. If it happens ultimately that I wind up knowing more, than at the start I wished to get my arms around, that’s a bonus.

Okay, the video successfully has uploaded and is going live to viewers. Please check it out and tell me what you think: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGJsaP8yeLI

Dear Friends: These sleepless hours of learning are over, finally and happily. Diana

Monday, August 26, 2019

My friend, Susie, who lives in the neighborhood loop where my horses routinely are exercised, was out bicycling. She spotted Rosie pulling our cart, fell in and bicycled behind to come for a visit. We’ve been friends for a year but this was Susie’s first tour of my little ranch to meet the critters and see how the setup works.

Horses are friend magnets and that’s what drew Susie and me together. Unlike many in the neighborhood who enjoy hearing, seeing, and greeting/touching my animals, Susie is an ex-horsewoman, an experienced rider. Like all with that life experience, she’s greatly drawn to horses. So, we got to know each other. Susie’s joined me in the cart behind Sunni several times. From her years living in the neighborhood with a passion for bicycling, she knows every inch of this area. From Susie, I’ve learned local places to drive a horse that otherwise I might not have discovered.

Susie is busy and must carve out time for little jaunts with my horses and me. She and her creative husband, Dale, operate a small manufacturing business–building very specialized ladders designed by Dale for use in repairing helicopters. I’ve seen these ladders, unique in design for their intended jobs, and beautiful to behold–modular, colorful, intricately balanced. The second impression that sighting one conjures in my mind is “ladder”. The first is “art object”!

Anyway, she insisted on helping me replace a battery in a beeping smoke alarm, set too high for me to reach. We hauled a not-pretty extension ladder up from the hay shed and set it for climbing about 10 feet toward the smoke alarm. I tried to go up but felt too insecure, upon which Susie fearlessly stepped upward and changed the battery. (It’s a mitzvah, knowing one who knows ladders.)

Thanks, Susie!

Dear Readers: Emily Dickinson said it right, “My friends are my estate.” Diana

For days I’ve been trying to understand a GoPro Camera before finalizing its purchase. This is a complex little instrument, I’ve figured out its basics, enough to capture videos of my horses being driven. My next step, editing a video is more difficult. It seems that the GoPro essentially owns its videos, won’t allow them downloaded from the camera to a video-editing software other than what GoPro provides. After editing a clip using GoPro’s software, the setup enables sharing only to Facebook and You Tube. I’d be happy having a clip on either site, but haven’t managed to upload a 60-second video clip. All my attempts have failed, and how-to-do is a mystery that finally has become tiring and discouraging.

The alternative sent me researching on the internet which introduced me to various editing software, some really complicated, like for example, mainly geared to develop 3-D animated videos. Uh huh, not for me. I sought a most simple program, hopefully do-able and free. It needed somehow to grab from GoPro a video for editing, and then, transfer the finished product to social media. Ideally, an edited video would be uploaded to my You Tube channel, and from there directed to Facebook.

Editing a video clip used to be simple. In the old days Microsoft provided an editing program, “Windows Movie Maker”. Using it was a breeze. You’d import a video clip, edit it, add subtitles and music, and upload to anywhere. Now apparently, MS no longer supplies or supports WMM–an enormous loss to we who enjoy, but are total novices when it comes to video technologies.

Even if I learn successfully how to post videos from GoPro, this camera might not be a keeper. I’m adventurous but don’t cover lots of territory, and frequent videos of my horses trotting on drives through our neighborhood won’t hold interest. Except perhaps to me, for the value of recognizing my mistakes in handling the reins during a drive.

Whatever comes from all this, I’ll be more aware of how to use videos. I’ll understand better their shooting and editing, varieties of supportive software, and the fine art of assembling pictorial communications.

Dear Readers: It’s another example of how life experiences force us to learn. Diana

Saturday, August 24, 2019

Recently, my big chore was to drain, clean, and refill a couple of 75-gallon water troughs. The worst thing about this is the anticipating. The job feels too big, too wet, too long and tiring. Actually, everything can go quickly (well, faster than I imagine), and yes, it’s a self-wetting process. Oh yes, there are trough goldfish that must be captured, saved, and after a water change allowed to swim.

I recall longingly a time not long ago when great help was available from the Bomke kids. They happened to be visiting, were eager to help capture the fish, and simply took over. The whole cleaning job zoomed and my one responsibility was to watch the action. I’ve been searching for a photo I have of them, with heads down in the troughs and legs sticking up into the air, while they tried to spot a fish. But alas, that fun photo is hiding somewhere.

There will be other opportunities to bring forward that photo for trough cleaning must happen frequently. At least, at this moment, current needs are met. By the way, for this cleaning I took to heart a hint from the internet and added apple cider vinegar to the water. This vinegar is supposed to help control algae and mosquitoes without harming fish. The horses, and even water-particular Pimmy, seem to enjoy drinking it.

Dear Readers: Every chore has upsides along with the relief of finishing it. Diana

Friday, August 23, 2019

It’s almost pumpkin time! Hard to believe that summer is ending, and now a big shift to fall. Already in Costco we’re seeing shelves of ski gloves, racks filled with Halloween costumes, and everyday wearing apparel for adults and kids reinforced with cold weather fabrics. The next big shift in Costco’s merchandising will sneak in around late November with price reductions on Christmas items along with an influx of bathing suits.

Thinking about these make me aware of my own shifting toward a new season. This seems almost unconscious. For starters, my hay is in–a biggie! I’m beginning to have motorized equipment tuned up, checked to ensure that maintenance equipment and snowblower engines readily start-up and are winterized properly. None of this is written as a list or calendared, it’s now simply occurring toward the end of August, as happens annually.

A seasonal change doesn’t affect only commerce and humans, for critters noticeably are preparing, too. I see mama hummingbirds teaching fledged babies to find food, including frequent parkings at my feeders for nutritious juices. The resident Ravens remain a noisy and close family, but this year’s babies have grown very independent. There are fewer calls from Mountain Chickadees, as these cuties might have begun moving on. Soon, the Robin population will decrease as a portion of them migrate to alternate locations.

Big on my mind is cleaning up whatever I don’t want to become buried in snow or still around to greet me next spring. I’ll hook up a utility wagon and fill it with pulled weeds or unwanted rocks that cause stumbles on pathways. Oh, so much to do!

And we still have plenty of time while heading toward the loveliest time of the year. The next 2-1/2 months will bring fine weather with changing colors and full moons. It’s perfect for horse- and dog-related activities. Although our daylight will become shorter, there’s plenty of time to finish winterizing before we start to hunker against the coldest portion.

The grasses will die while standing tall and be perfect for no weight gain, also ideal for horses. I’ll lead mine down the road almost daily to give them hours of grazing on a generous neighbor’s dormant pasture. Yes, the changing season is upon us.

Dear Friends: Don’t you feel a renewal of energy in these changing days! Diana

Thursday, August 22, 2019

Yesterday, I took my horses to the Valley for sessions with our trainer, Megan, and got caught in a huge rainstorm. The rain held off during my drive through Deadwood Canyon, but began as I reached Sweet Home. I paused driving and the rain dropped lightly as I approached Bi-Mart’s entry door. Soon afterwards, emerging with a couple bags of feed supplement, I got very wet. I checked the horses and how they were handling the weather, stuffed purchases into my truck and jumped inside to continue to Lebanon.

My few experiences with Valley rains have taught that most strike in soaking deluges. Yesterday’s rain really hit in Lebanon as Megan and I began working with Rosie. The mare seemed suddenly to notice something worrisome about nearby trees (Megan guessed roosting wild turkeys) that made her want to escape the outside arena. That session became excellent, for I had to keep Rosie moving forward and respond to all my instructions. Megan directed me to keep the horse circling properly, occasionally changing direction, and maintaining a steady pace.

These efforts were hard for Rosie and me until she calmed, when we moved into a covered arena to continue working. Poor Rosie, more circling and with my now-heavier hands on her reins. In contrast, afterwards while working with Sunni, my efforts were less strenuous as she’s a calm, willing mare. While I love driving Sunni, I’m also grateful for Rosie who forces me to learn more than I’d ever need to know for Sunni.

Next week, Sunni and I will participate in two driving sessions with assistance from an outside expert at a clinic Megan will host. Meanwhile, I’ll continue practicing newly adjusted handling techniques with Rosie. This summer, after many years of not being driven, Rosie is shaping up encouragingly. She’ll continue getting more into shape physically and mentally and will help me become a better driver.

Dear Friends: There’s no stopping, future is about forward motion. Diana

Wednesday, August 21, 2019

The photo above hints at where I’m going today and what I’ll be doing. It’s from a previous training day in Lebanon. Today again, I’ll be in Lebanon driving this horse, Sunni, and preparing for a clinic to be held there next week. Very exciting, and so, we’ll soon be off for an early start.

Today, I’ll take both horses as each needs tuning-up. Well okay, in both cases, it’s me that needs tuning-up. There’s much to learn about driving a horse in order to do it really well. I’m hoping this for myself, especially after making commitments to enter two shows next summer. At this point, I’m planning to show only Sunni, but who knows, maybe Rosie will get into the game, too.

Dear Friends: Good morning to everyone…chat again tomorrow. Diana

Tuesday, August 20, 2019

This morning, I downloaded pictures from my cell phone. Browsing through the recent photos and coming across this astonishing image, I wondered what had caused me to photograph the sky above an Old Navy store? The clouds aren’t pretty or somehow interesting; the building wasn’t of interest as it barely shows; and anyway, who knows where I had been physically while taking the picture. After moments of study, I spotted the dragonfly.

One afternoon upon finishing work and putting something into the front passenger seat of my car, I noticed a dragonfly just above the car’s antenna, hovering and then dropping to perch on its tip. The creature had to work to stabilize itself–a glittering force, beautiful and fascinating atop its tiny support. The instant my camera clicked, the dragonfly took off and flew straight upward, before circling just above the antenna and then leaving completely.

My mind’s eye visualized the bright fluttering for some moments while I pulled from the parking space, and then, forgot all about it. Right now, there’s something lovely about recalling that entire event, remembering in all its glory the dragonfly’s lightness and action.

Soon after retiring to Central Oregon years ago, I happened to visit the home of a woman whose house contained multiple dragonfly images from the real to the abstract. Her garden was full of dragonfly charms and statues. I’d never seen anything like this and wondered why she had such an interest in these creatures. She asserted that dragonflies bring luck, explaining that she’s a strong believer. I walked away and thought about this, over time noticing a gradual increase of my own interest in the creatures.

To me they’ve become eye-catchers, dazzling in flight, hovering over, or perched on an object. Shiny, iridescent, quick and lighter than air. Maybe as the lady said, they bring good luck, but to me they represent happiness, and oddly, even hope. Maybe its because they’ve lived since time immemorial. Fossils of dragonfly ancestors have been dated back 325 million years. Modern dragonflies are evolved from the largest insects ever recorded. In pre-ancient times those had wingspans of up to 30 inches. If only I could have seen them!

Observing today’s dragonflies is a joy–and speaking of luck, fortunately the species still survives despite the worldwide loss of wetlands habitat that threatens them. On the heels of that lady who pointed out some of their unique characteristics, I now consider installing similar art in tribute to them.

Dear Friends: It’s much about the power of photos to reinvigorate imagination. Diana