I caught up with three of my nephews, Marcus, Paul and Beau at the footy too. They had arrived at the ground at 4 am to get good seats on a walk up basis. My pre booked seat was just great!
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On Saturday afternoon, Kate, Arj and the two grand children headed aff to birthday party. Charli went in her fairy costume and she thought she was just the most perfect thing ever. She seems very pleased with herself in this photo.
Trish is quite a deal better today. We grabbed a little time yesterday to get out of the house and down to the local shopping centre for a look around. Other times have been spent keeping an eye on the two grandchildren. Arj and Kate are both at work today so Trish and I are keeping an eye on James and Charli. James is enjoying an early afternoon nap right now, while Charli is busy finishing off the chocolate cake. James enjoyed being pushed around in his 'car' this morning.
So today will be an 'as you go' day, a bit like damage control! Hopefully all health worries will be much improved by tomorrow and we can get out a bit. Fancy, almost a week in Melbourne and we still have eaten at a Vietnamese Restaurant yet!
Friday was then spent catching our breath and keeping an eye on the grandchildren, James and Charli while Kate and Arj went to work. Trish found this an extremely pleasant duty. I mowed the lawn ready for a family BBQ on Saturday afternoon. I then left the house about 4:30 pm and drove to Holmesglen railway station where I caught a train to the M.C.G. to watch the first of my Aussie Rules Finals. It was great! I enjoyed it immensely. I watch all the games on TV when at home but then nothing beats just being at the game live. I eventually hit the cot at about midnight after another train ride and a 25 minute drive.
Though still a bit weary, I awoke Saturday morning to the sound of children just rising! Later that morning it was to the park for a swing and a play on some of the equipment there. The wind continued to blow but the weather was fine, sunny and reasonably warm. The photos on this page show Charli (top) on a see-saw while you needed a battering ram to get James off the swing.
Symptoms:
We are entering magpie swooping season and both Trish and myself are very wary of magpies while riding our bikes! Magpies seem to take special delight in swooping cyclists, even more delight than swooping pedestrians! Any loud bird calls or a passing shadow glimpsed out the side of your eye generally causes both of us to flinch in preparation! We haven't had any problems yet, but we are both very wary! This photo was in the local newspaper earlier this week and shows just how vicious some of these rogue birds can be!
As a follow up to yesterday's post Lou Ann directed me to this photo today. Evidently it was all over the front page of the local paper The Abilene Reporter. There was a craft show and this 6 year old had entered this model of a shooting outing he had made out of tongue depressors. What hope do these kids have?
People in West Texas observe the Labor Day holiday differently than most. Dove hunting season opened Monday and with it came hunters waiting for the day in anticipation.
Mark Edwards said Sept. 1 is absolutely like a holiday for him. But not in the way labor union leaders intended more than 100 years ago.
"I've never missed it out here," said Edwards, who has hunted at the same south-Abilene spot for almost 20 years. "I'm out here every Labor Day Weekend.
The familiar smells of mesquite, dirt, sweat and maybe water in a stock tank never change. After the first few shots, gunpowder mixes in with the other smells as hunting season officially arrives. As Edwards barely gets his shotgun out and loaded, he shoots his first dove. His 8-year-old son Cole takes target shots at a cactus flower with his Red Ryder BB gun. Mark says he's brought Cole hunting with him for a couple of years, and the camo-clad hunter is anxious to help.
With neighboring shots from fellow hunters, Cole keeps his eyes on the lookout for any doves.
"Bird!"
It's 300 yards away. A speck in the sky.
The "phfpt" of his Red Ryder comes between loud, sharp 12-gauges blasting.
Cole's cousin, Kyle, drives by and stops in the distance. Cole leaves his dad to see his 9-year-old cousin.
Left standing under a mesquite tree, Mark tries to watch for the doves flying around him. He hits some, misses others and doesn't see a few until too late.
After such a long break, Mark makes some good shots. But the easy misses frustrate him.
He receives some help when Maggie, a bird dog, joins him to help fetch fallen birds. The 14-year-old dog is wet from at least one trip into the tank and covered with burrs from another excursion into some brush. During dry spells, she pants and whimpers softly, ready for a new bird to retrieve.
After about an hour, Mark walks back to his white Chevy Tahoe and unloads his pouch, full of birds.
They're weighing his jeans down.
A little later, Mark gets another visitor.
"Havin' much luck?" said Larry Curnutt.
"Not bad," Mark said. "Missed a few."
Yells periodically come from closer to the tank after shots. Whether they went down or not, Kyle let his feelings show.
"Yeah it was me over there," said Kyle. "I was yelling at one. I hit its tail; it just didn't go down."
Kyle shot two doves with his single-shot 20-gauge Monday, but said it took probably 50 shells to do the job.
Just before 7 p.m., Mark reached his limit. Everyone else started calling it a day then, too.
Mark's daughter, Dallas, and Casey's daughter Mackenzie meet Mark as he walks toward the others. Dallas squirms away as her father jokingly reaches out to her with his blood and feather covered hands.
He meets David Coleman and his family as they drive out of the field.
"I got my limit after 20 straight misses," David Coleman said exaggerating. "But I finally figured it out."
When the day is over, the mosquitoes, cactus and heat aren't enough to deter a hunter.
"It's just an opportunity to come out with friends and family and get together and enjoy the outdoors and shoot some birds," said Edwards. "It's a good time."
This link will take you to a .pdf document with the details of the Opening Of The Dove season.