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I slept until 0715 -- ten hours -- when the smell of coffee roused me. My automatic machine had my morning coffee ready. I was groggy, but wandered over to my scale and found I weigh 219.4 today.
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The day is sunny and promises to be warmer. Maybe I'll work outside today.
A reader sent me a copy of the US Apivar label (Left) and it differs from the Canadian label, reinforcing my belief that these are political documents every bit as much as they are scientifically based instructions.
These disparities bring into question the justification for draconian policing of conformance where no risk to neighbours or the public exists. Just politics. Just sayin'.
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I use The Optimiser to apply OA drizzle (trickle, dribble...). It makes the job simple.
For dosing doubles with syrup, rather than splitting boxes and squashing bees, I simply roll the entire hive upside down and treat the bottom box from the bottom, then roll the hive back to its proper position and treat the top. I've written about this before.
Although the OA recommended for beehive use is apparently technical grade, which should be higher purity than industrial OA, everyone I know uses oxalic acid of the same specs as oxalic acid sold as wood bleach and available at Ace Hardware, Sherwin-Williams and other paint/hardware stores. Apparently the difference and nature of impurities is slight.
Personally, I use the Medivet product because the product is labeled for bees, for sake of convenience, and because the owner is a friend, but US users are directed to Brushy Mountain for the official, US labeled product.
After lunch, I got outside to do some work that has been waiting while I was unwell. The day is cool and breezy so I wore my snowmobile suit and a toque. That proved to be a bit too warm, but I did not want to get chilled.
I took out two drums of ashes and firmed up the tires on the trucks, then put trickle chargers on the trucks to top up the batteries. It felt good to get outside.
Joe phoned at around four. He and Oene were in Three Hills and want to come by to borrow my evaporators, described here back on November 26 2011. (I notice I was into this subject deeply back then. I'd forgotten
They came by and we had a supper and a good visit. Supper was steak, broccoli, cauliflower, and carrots, with strawberries, grapes and a small cream pie for dessert.
I cleaned up, then sat down and watched The Good Wife. Before I knew it, the time was 2330.
Progress might have been all right once, but it has
gone on too long.
I slept until 0715 again and awoke to the smell of coffee. I weigh 221.4 today, up several pounds. I attribute that to the two or three glasses of white wine I enjoyed at supper.
I'm reviewing some work I did back in 2011 with OA. Check it out. There are lots of good thoughts and resources in the pages running through that fall. There are lots of charts and tables there, but I lifted this one from Heilyser Technology's page.
Heilyser is is the maker of the OA evaporators I lent Meijers last night. The one shown on the web now seems different from the ones I have so maybe there are improvements since 2010.
Efficiency from the Oxalic Acid Evaporation in a Different Dosage
Graphic borrowed from Heilyser Technologies
After checking Heilyser's site again, I see that the evaporator is indeed improved and should be worth a try. The price is better than Varrox, too, at $105. I assume that price is in CAD since the site is in Canada. The Varrox is $165US and Brushy wants $125US.
Heilyser is now offering a blower model, too, at $365, in a design I looked at some time back and thought promising. The operating details are not shown, so if running it means loading each charge and a lot of leaning over, I won't like it. I wrote for more info.
I went out after lunch and began yard cleanup. I started the mower and did a little cleanup, then came in to check the time of tonight's FACS meeting.
I have one photo from May's Spring Thaw that might rate, so here it is. That's my Spring Thaw crew on Just Do It! taking a picture of me taking a picture. Typical.
They were great guys and a lot of fun.
I went back out and moved the old forklift closer to where the shop. I had given up on it, but think I will just rebuild the transmission. I then mowed the tall grass where it was and then filled the van tires again. It seems I have a slow leak in one tire that needs air every few weeks. The fancy rims on these machines tend to get rim leaks and I assume that is the issue here.
I started up the 4X4 for towing the ashes yesterday and for towing the forklift today. It quit a few times and gave me a chance to verify that a bad connection on the PCM, located behind the kick panel near the emergency brake is definitely what causes the truck to stall suddenly and sometimes not start. This the hardest type of issue to track down, so I am lucky to have found the culprit. Each time the truck won't run, I bang the unit around and the truck works for a while.
Access to the connector is from under the hood or behind a fender skirt and not a comfortable reach. I have to get in there to tighten it up to get a permanent fix, but working on it requires personal contortion to reach it, and I have been putting the job off. This truck has a series of connection issues, including wipers that work sometimes and sometimes not. I suspect it was submerged at some time in the past.
At five-thirty, I drove to Calgary to attend the meeting and returned by ten-thirty. I went straight to bed.
A committee is a cul-de-sac down which ideas are
lured and then quietly strangled.
I slept until 0655. I'm looking forward to an active day.
I wrote Heilyser yesterday and he seems to have the best deal on evaporators. I was considering whether I should replace my units. Also, this information should be very helpful to readers in deciding what to buy.
I doubt I will buy more at present, but may clean the units I have. Meijers have them right now, though.
BTW, I recommend Randy's site for anyone who is not overloaded with varroa and OA info. This landing page is just one of many worth reading,
I spent the whole morning on this stuff and am itching to get outside. I also changed my Gmail password and that is no small task, considering the many devices I have.
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I finally got out around two and decided to solve the truck issue. With no forklift and only the old yard truck, I am very limited. I need a highway truck to haul trash away and do other tasks, including take the trailer to the dump with the trash that has been on it since summer so that was today's job one.
Although the actual PCM module with a bad connection is on the kick panel driver's side (left), the connector and screw to disengage it is in the engine compartment.
The suspect connector is visible and barely accessible under the hood at the back on the firewall, and is hard to reach. Easiest and recommended access is through the fender well (right), but I could see that the screws were rusty and if I attempted removing them,. I'd be opening a can of worms, so I went in from the top.
I took out the module, examined it and reinstalled it. The truck ran, but was again unreliable. Every so often a connection somewhere in the harness, the connector, or even in the unit itself would lose contact and the engine would stall. I had to tap and shake the module to get it going again, confirming my diagnosis, but it was clear that after playing around for several hours I still did not have it fixed permanently.
I decided to pull the thing out and disassemble it to see where the problem is. Once out, I took a good look at the connectors (below) and although some contact holes look a little dark, I could see no signs of burning or cause for issues.
I was not going to go through all the gymnastics of taking it out again if I could help it, so I disassembled the unit, cleaned all contacts and touched the pins with emery board -- a non-standard but guaranteed way to expose clean fresh metal -- and ensure contact if anything would.
I also looked for bad solder joints or cracks, but the board looks like new. I put everything back together, sprayed the connector with WD-40, and tightened the screws.
The truck runs now, but have I fixed it? That I will not know until I have driven a while since this sort of issue can be tricky. I'll start by using the truck around the yard.
It could probably be shown by facts and figures
that there is no distinctly American criminal class except Congress.
I woke up at 0430 and got up for the day. Now, at 0745, the dawn is just breaking. Temperature is minus five. This has been a cold fall here in Alberta, and on the coast, winter storms came early.
Today promises to be warm and I plan to use the truck around the yard, so I'll see if it works reliably. I don't want to drive to town or the dump and find I am stranded halfway, so testing around home is prudent before making any trips.
I also need to get some cleanup done in the north end and basement seeing as I still intend to get the gas hooked up and need clear access to the areas in question.
I was reading John Mauldin's newsletter and he mentioned This Is Your Do-Over: The 7 Secrets for Losing Weight, Living Longer, Keeping Your Brain Functioning, Having Great Sex, and Finding Total-Body Wellness by Michael F. Roizen. Sounds like baloney, but what the heck. I like John's ideas, so I downloaded the book on Audible and began listening as I worked in the shop downstairs. I'm adjusting the bin auger design. It's a hobby.
I got tired of that and went outside. I listened to Cross Canada Checkup on CBC for a while as I loaded the trailer, moved some brush and generally worked in the yard. The show was all about truth and reconciliation and how art figures into it -- I think.
I got a lot done but decided not to overdo things seeing as I felt really lousy last week.
When 1730 rolled around I backed the truck up to attach the trailer. I was expecting the usual connection problems with the lights, but they worked right off the bat, but only if I clamped a booster cable onto the truck bumper and the trailer frame. I see I have to troubleshoot he trailer grounding wire.
Once that is done, I have to test the brakes and do a few little things before I haul a load to the transfer station, but with luck that job should be simple. Tuesday is the earliest the dump is open.
This load has been on the trailer since summer and now that the truck seems to be okay, I can haul a load. Once I have hauled one load, I'll be on track to haul some more, assuming my ambition holds up.
Google Fit says I walked 6,033 steps today just around the house and yard. Hmmm. I'm short 3,967 steps for the day, but it is not over. Also does not know about the steps I made when the phone was not in my pocket -- I think. Does it? Will I ever walk five miles a day? I really cannot see it happening, but who knows?
Ahhh. A man with a sharp wit.
I woke up early again, at 0545 and weighed in at 218.4.
I got a lot done yesterday and hope to continue that trend today. I have the usual desk nonsense to discharge first, however. Accounting, discussion about my charter boats, tidying, and correspondence... I hope to get out of this chair by ten, and get outdoors but see that we are shrouded in fog and the forecast is for a cloudy day. Working outdoors may not be as pleasant as it was yesterday.
I wrote to Calgary Beekeepers today.
Looking back to my oxalic experiments and diary entries starting in October 2011 and running through the fall and into winter. These graphics are from December, I see some graphics worth sharing. To understand the process and results, I am afraid one has to read all the way through to spring. One thing to note is that these hives were three stories high and the dose used was perhaps a bit lower than optimal. Also it is clear that each fumigation killed a lot of mites. The hives survived and prospered, but the varroa levels were never reduced to near zero so some refinements in the method are indicated. Treating singles or doubles is bound to be more successful..
Here are graphics from March:
I managed to get downstairs around noon and worked until 1430. On a break, I found I was tired and lay down for a nap. The nap lasted until 1545.
If something cannot go on forever, it will stop.
I woke up at 0625. Looking out, I see fog again. Drizzle is predicted with a more pleasant afternoon.
Today I want to take a load of junk and trash to the transfer station. That should be interesting. I have to install the battery and test the trailer brakes before I go. The job should be simple, but we'll see.
I weigh in first thing, before coffee and breakfast. My weights are most consistent first thing in the morning before I eat and drink.
At 217.8 today, I see I am losing weight again. Before breakfast, my fasting blood sugar reads 5.6 and blood pressure is 122/74. Good to see.
I have been reading about eating beans and whole grains for years and how reducing meat and increasing whole grains, seeds, nuts, and vegetables can improve heart health indicators like BP, lipids, and blood sugar. I could not see how it could, or how to actually make practical meals or find anything to eat when away from home. As recorded here, though, I have been making vegetable stews and cutting out red meat, then a few days ago I decided to cut down on eggs and try steel-cut cereals again.
Since consumption of whole grain products and dietary fiber has been shown to reduce the risk of high blood pressure and heart attack, Harvard researchers decided to look at the effects of cereal consumption on heart failure risk and followed 21,376 participants in the Physicians Health Study over a period of 19.6 years. After adjusting for confounding factors (age, smoking, alcohol consumption, vegetable consumption, use of vitamins, exercise, and history of heart disease), they found that men who simply enjoyed a daily morning bowl of whole grain (but not refined) cereal had a 29% lower risk of heart failure. Arch Intern Med. 2007 Oct 22;167(19):2080-5. - The World's Healthiest Foods
My major objection to eating cereals for breakfast rather than eggs is that I found that last time I ate steel-cut oats and checked my blood sugar I found that the cereal raised my blood sugar considerably whereas eggs, my normal breakfast did not. I also get hungry again sooner when eating cereal.
I spent the first few hours this morning answering email and reconciling credit cards. In the process, I discovered a charge for Amazon Prime and began to write a complaint, then remembered I had subscribed when ordering wet suits a year ago to save on shipping. I thought I had cancelled automatic renew they sneak into the sign-up. In fact, I am sure I did.
Anyhow, I found the cancellation page and apparently will get a full refund. We'll see.
This just in via email:
How about that? It pays to read the credit card statements monthly. Oh, yes. That was quite a diversion. That find took me off-task for almost an hour, what with the other distractions it stirred up. Now, I'm back to finishing the reconciliation, then off to install the battery and test the trailer brakes.
I installed the battery and tested the system. The only issue remaining was the trailer ground. Nothing worked if I disconnected the booster cable I had connected from the truck to the trailer frame.
Trailer grounds are a common issue and I solved it easily, so now the lights and brakes work. At least I think the brakes work. The electrical circuit tests good, but I have not road tested them yet to make sure they actually apply. It's been a while since the brakes have been used, so they may be rusty.
The fog lifted around noon, and by mid-afternoon the day had turned sunny. Indoor tasks conspired to keep me from getting the trailer work done until three and the dump closes at four, leaving an hour at most to make the run.
I was about to do the road test when I realised that the Calgary Sail and Power Squadron meeting is tonight at seven. I have to leave by five to do a few things along the way and arrive on time. Flu shots are now on offer and that is on my list.
I am not a Power Squadron member, but have meant to join this fairly elite organisation. Their membership criteria were quite exclusive last time I looked, requiring completed Power Squadron courses (my credentials are CYA, now SC) but now they acknowledge my existing boating credentials.
I signed up online and got ready for the trip into the bowels of Calgary, leaving the road test for tomorrow and the dump run until Thursday, the next day they are open.
I stopped in Calgary, bought groceries and discovered a lineup for flu shots, so continued to the meeting.
I arrived a little late, but did not miss anything. The presentation was quite informal and the topic was clod water boating and demonstrated how quickly people become hypothermic in ten degree Celsius water. ten degrees is typical year-round on the Canadian west coast, although there are pockets of warmer water as I discovered last summer. Although, it is true that people become hypothermic and unable to do much after ten minutes in cold water, the story I heard on VHF on July 11th is an anomaly. The whole story is here. Did he luck out and land in the drink on a day when there was a warm current? Hard to say, but it seems likely.
After the meeting, I drove home and went to bed.
I hate mankind, for I think myself one of the best of them, and I know
how bad I am.
I weigh 220.0 today. Why, I wonder. I ate a small burger and a few nachos last night and did not drink any wine. Go figure.
Today I have a doctor's appointment at 1345. This morning, I'll test out the trailer brakes and tie down the load.
For breakfast today, I ate steel-cut oats cooked with a few dried cranberries and a little cream on top. On waking up, my blood sugar was 5.6 but now an hour after eating it's 9.1 .
9 is about as high as a person's sugar can go without doing harm to the body. This why for years I ate eggs for breakfast. An hour after eating three eggs, my blood sugar was always 5.6 or so, and after an omelet, maybe 6.
Here is a chart I picked up somewhere on the 'net a while back.
mmol/L is what we use in Canada. mg/dL is used in the USA.
"Post-prandial" means "after eating". Of course, any person's post-prandial blood sugar reading will depend on what was has eaten and the quantity, as well as the person's constitution.
Now, another hour 2 hours) after eating, my blood sugar is down to 6.5, which is not too bad. If I had exercised instead of sitting here, it would be lower.
Three hours after eating, my reading is 5.7.
After lunch, I drove to Three Hills to see the doctor. He is a new doctor I met when I went to the hospital last week.
From the medical centre, I drove downtown and stopped at Peter's Drug store. Peter gave me a flu shot while we discussed skiing and retirement. He hasn't been skiing much in the past few years and I could use a ski buddy to drive to the mountains and back with.
I drove home and had supper, then felt tired enough that I went to bed for an hour. That seemed strange until I realised later that it must be the flu vaccine working.
I got up and watched the last episode of season one of "Line of Duty", a British series.
I then checked the Calgary Beekeepers list and saw this:
I wasn't born yesterday, so I replied.
Then the following. With bees being a such a topic of concern to the public, I am sure a press release would go viral. So far the small beekeepers have been polite, and that by itself shows how silly the commercial beekeepers' fears that the small beekeepers would act against their interests.
I have always lobbied to include all Alberta beekeepers in the provincial organisation and there have always been a few paranoid commercial beekeepers who fear that the small beekeepers outnumber them and would for some reason overwhelm them by outvoting them. In what circumstances, I cannot imagine. This fear is entirely hypothetical -- unless a commercial block minority decide, as they have now, to oppress the small beekeepers and disenfranchise them.
The only case I can recall is where the small beekeepers' interests were sufficiently at odds with a commercial faction to incite the small beekeepers to oppose them was a situation very much like the present where a small number of commercial beekeepers sought to disenfranchise small beekeepers in the formation of the previous Commission. At that point, small beekeepers rebelled and threw out that Commission. After that, peace prevailed although commercial beekeepers who had previously been regarded with favour there were unwelcome in the government offices for a long time after.
It was along time before the idea of a commission was again raised and when it was, a great deal of effort was made to include everyone and that is how the Alberta Beekeepers Association was morphed into the Alberta Beekeepers Commission without any opposition -- until this breach of good faith and clumsy exclusion of the small beekeepers.
Fact is -- and this has been proven over and over -- with very few exceptions, small beekeepers respect commercial beekeepers and consider them to be examples and opinion leaders. Small operators and urban beekeepers also respect the fact that commercial beekeepers have a much greater investment of money and time in bees and consequently defer to them on issues that are important to commercial operators out of common decency. A few commercial beekeepers are jerks, but most are very generous to small beekeepers and share supplies and information, and that is how it should be, and as a result they garner respect and support for the entire commercial group. That is how to ensure support, not by attempting to exclude them and divide the industry.
A cynical and rhetorical attack on the Commission? Perhaps, but no more cynical than the Commission's ill-considered and inflammatory action that ignited this crisis.
What's the difference between a boyfriend and a
husband? About 30 pounds.
I see my blood sugar is higher this morning at 6.5. Some mornings my fingers are stiff. Some not. I can't make rhyme or reason of this.
Today, I plan to make that dump run.
I can't help myself. I wasted the morning writing this.
Just after noon, I was working outside, getting ready to go to the dump when I I suddenly realised I was supposed to be at the doctor's office having a spot burned off my forehead at that very moment. I looked at my phone and it was rebooting. Why I don't know. When it came back to life, I quickly phoned to see if I had missed the chance and they said if I got there soon, it would be fine.
I quickly changed and drove up to Three Hills. After a short wait, I saw the doctor and he worked on the spot with liquid nitrogen while we discussed Picato and Aldera, two ointments that can be used to clear up actinic keratosis on sun damaged skin. While liquid nitrogen will remove the worst of it quickly, the lesions tend to return unless the skin is completely repaired and these ointments are used on a two-inch square patch of skin at a time to repair the skin.
I returned home and prepared to leave for the dump. The bad tire turns out to be porous and also have a leak at the stem. I blew it up to 70 pounds and timed how long the pressure stayed up. I figured I could make it to the dump and back.
By the time I was ready, it was three and my understanding was that the dump closes at four. I decided to go anyhow, but at that moment, I saw a huge truck pull up across the road on my property near the tracks. As I watched, the driver dumped a huge pile of riprap ballast. I walked out and asked the driver what he was doing. He said that this was a delivery for the railroad and that was the exact GPS location he was given by the railway. That spot was at least twenty feet from their property line.
I saw no so sense ragging on him, so I smiled, bid him a good day, and said I'll catch the foreman sometime. I've had to call the cops on them before for messing up my land without permission. The railway should know it is not theirs. They sold it to me.
I figured I still had time to get to the dump and I have had this load, or most of it, on the trailer for 15 months now, so away I went.
The truck, newly fixed, ran nicely for the first three miles, then quit abruptly. Same problem. I looked and saw I had left the tools I used to fix it at home, so confident had I become after experiencing no problems around the yard. What to do?
After several tries, the truck started, then quit. This repeated several times, then the truck ran fine. I closed the hood and figured I might as well take a chance on carrying on. I might still make it by closing and if I broke down again a few more miles would not make much difference.
On I went, and I arrived at the dump five minutes before four. On arrival noticed the sign said open until six.
I was greeted by a serious fellow who examined my load and explained that they could not accept some of it and that stuff has to go to another site another twenty miles away, and, of course that site is not open today. Oh, joy! At least most of the load could be left here now.
Unloading was a big job that took the better part of an hour and several moves around the lot. I noticed my tire lost air, but kept its shape. I had not figured on taking an hour to unload. Somehow I had thought unloading would take a few minutes.
Finally, I was done and drove home, arriving just after five. I was beat. I had a shower and sat down. I doubt I'll do much tonight. I wonder if the flu vaccine is still affecting me. I think I'll have a sauna tonight.
Saturday, I guess I'll take a run to the distant pit with the balance of the load.
Tomorrow, my friends come for supper and Meijers and I will demonstrate oxalic evaporation and drizzling to Maddy and Bert. Fen is back from Nova Scotia, so she will have some stories, I am sure.
It has long been an axiom of mine that the little
things are infinitely the most important.
First thing this morning, I weigh 218.4 again and fasting blood sugar is back to 5.7. Go figure.
Forecast is for rain and maybe snow today. We are scheduled to demonstrate oxalic evaporation tonight before supper. I'm expecting the usual suspects and Bert and Maddy want to see how this is done. I have concerns since if it is raining, handling oxalic acid crystals becomes more hazardous than on drier days.
Lately, I smell wood smoke at odd times day and night and when I do, by reflex, I worry. I've checked around the house a few times just to be sure that something is not smoldering or catching fire. Some of my neighbours burn wood and sometimes the wind carries it this direction. When I poke my nose out the door, I can often smell smoke and stop worrying.
I spent the morning in the kitchen preparing for tonight.
I made spaghetti with chicken, rice, squash, and broccoli as well as a salad. Maddy brought a pie for dessert.
Before supper some of us went outside and Joe demonstrated his oxalic blower. Then we boiled off a sample of OA with the Heilyser evaporator. I'd forgotten how long it takes to get up to temperature -- a minute or more (but the job is done soon after).
The Varrox Aaron used is faster and also looks more rugged, but these units I have are the old Heilyser design and Heilyser says their new unit now gets up to temp in fifteen seconds -- and they cost a little over half what the Varrox costs.
Supper went well. My spaghetti sauce, made from odds and ends and without a recipe worked out.
Everyone left around 2030 and an hour later the dishes are washed and the counter wiped. The dishwasher is running. Maddy and Bert took an evaporator home to treat their bees.
Silent gratitude isn't very much use to anyone.
It's foggy again this morning, and so am I. I forget sometimes that I have a sensitivity to some tomato sauces, and it turned out that sauce I used in the spaghetti last night was one of them. I had to take two Benadryl to get to sleep. When I do that, I sleep soundly, but sometimes awake groggy. This morning, I am groggy.
I went about my morning routine, then a little after ten felt tired, so lay down and slept for two hours. I have no ambition today an d that is a good thing, probably. I see the wind has come up, so although it is cool out, maybe I'll go out and fly a kite.
Although actinic keratosis is mostly just a nuisance and unsightly, these spots can on occasion become cancerous, so dealing them is a good idea.
Although I had the doctor spray them with liquid nitrogen, anyone with access to liquid nitrogen and Q-Tips can do the job at home, preferably with some assistance since seeing he top of your own head and working with a mirror can be tricky.
I accomplished virtually nothing today. I read, researched, and had a long nap. I wonder if the flu shot made me tired or it is just the change of season.
I am watching Line of Duty, having finished off The Good Wife last week.
When you look at yourself from a universal
standpoint, something inside always reminds
This is another foggy, soggy day. 219.0 and 6.5.
I am doing desk work this morning and planning on going top Carstairs to listen to music at the museum this afternoon.
The big project I have to deal with soon and can't put off if I want to be able to travel in cold weather without constantly worrying about my home is the heating system, and I think I have a plan.
Joe suggested getting a high efficiency water heater or two and run fan coils in my existing ducts, and that makes sense. I had planned to get an ultra-high efficiency boiler, but perhaps it is best I put it off since it seems that some are proving troublesome.
The museum is a former church and made an ideal venue for the small group in attendance. I'd heard Allan and Arnell previously at Custom Woolen Mills a few weeks ago when they joined Ruth and her group for a set.
By noon, the gloomy day had turned sunny and the drive over and back made a pleasant Sunday outing. The group put on a very professional show of Bluegrass and Old-time country music.
Driving home, I was feeling ambitious and thinking of working outside, but I had bought groceries while in Carstairs and after putting them away, the day was fading and I sat down to watch video and relax. Later, I got to work cleaning up my Evernote notes. Over time, a lot of clutter and uncategorized material accumulates. Cleanup takes a few hours, but seeing as Evernote is a catchall for my research, organizing pays off later.
A person is always startled when he hears himself
seriously called an old man for the first time.
Predictions today are for a mainly cloudy day, but there is no fog this morning. I may get outside, but will begin by finishing my cleanup of Evernote and beginning my heating project research.
I really don't have time to read all Randy's articles, there are so many, but for those looking for more on varroa and varroa control, start here.
Randy is one of my favourite researchers. He spends a great deal of time talking to beekeepers and exchanging ideas, and as an independent, he is not constrained by politics the way that that many who are employed by government and industry find themselves.
I think the article I mentioned above may have come about as a result of a debate Randy and I had on BEE-L about the merits of drop boards as a monitoring method. I and others contend that the information gleaned from drop boards is accurate enough for practical purposes, especially when deciding whether to treat an entire apiary or not. Researchers tend to favour alcohol washes.
Cleaning up the old notes in Evernote was a bigger job than expected and I am almost done now, at 1330. Nonetheless, the job has to be done periodically or the notes become unusable.
The day is still dull. I'd like to do some mechanical work, but I have a small sore on the end of my thumb from previous work that does not want to heal quickly, mostly because I re-injure it doing things. Maybe gloves will help. Failing that, maybe I can wrap it with electrical tape while working. Band-Aids don't stay on and, besides, they don't protect the wound.
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I got to work in the North End, tidying the studio and clearing space to work on installing gas. It's a slow job since I don't just move everything out of the way, but want to actually deal with things as I come across them. Otherwise, I just make a mess somewhere else.
Ellen died over three years ago now and the studio is still basically untouched. I have no need of the space and no clear idea what to do with the glass working tools and supplies. I've just figured that something will come along. Maybe.
So far, nothing has.
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Around four, I felt tired and lay down, went right to sleep, and woke up thirty minutes later, having had a much shorter nap than other recent days.
After that, I did more tidying, a few chores outside, had supper, then got back to tidying up my electronic notes. After Evernote, I worked on my browser bookmarks.
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Some time back, I switched from my longtime browser, Maxthon, to Chrome. Maxthon seemed slow and was always updating and Chrome seemed faster, even if less full-featured. Chrome was better for a while, but now I really don't know.
In changing over, I left behind my bookmarks. Granted I had far too many and many were obsolete, but they serve to assist in web searches since the browser consults favourites when searching. I opened Maxthon for the first time in a while and decided to try Maxthon 5. It looks pretty good, but that is a distraction. Bookmarks is the job at hand, so I exported them into Chrome and got to work.
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Now that I am researching furnaces again, some of those old bookmarks may come in handy, so I spent a few hours organizing and weeding. The process was surprisingly refreshing as it took me back over my searches in the past several years and reminded me of things I had forgotten. I confirmed, in examining the locus of my thought over recent years, that I find myself in an emotional desert lately, when compared to my former gestalt.
As I recall, though, I had a pretty active year, kite skiing in the Rockies and at Namaka, Skiing Nakiska, then traveling to Sidney to take Cassiopeia to Vancouver for the boat show, living on board at Granville Island and in False Creek, then a flying to Sudbury and driving to New York, Annapolis, back to New York, and Sudbury, flying again to Vancouver and then home to Swalwell.
From Swalwell, I drove to Mammoth for a week, then Laguna Beach in California, stayed a few days and drove to Vancouver again, non-stop in 20 hours. Finished there, I drove home to Swalwell and returned to Vancouver in March for the Easter Flotilla, dropping the boat in Sidney.
Then home to Swalwell again before returning to Vancouver again for the the Spring Thaw 10-day voyage to Powell River, Comox and Desolation Sound on Just Do It!.
I was home again a while, then off to Sidney to sail with John and Doug. We visited Victoria by boat and anchored out, then I returned home.
At the end of June, I returned to Sidney again to start my four-week solo sailing trip around Vancouver Island.
Home again for a while, then off to Sudbury and home again for a visit from Jon and Steph, then back to Sudbury again to see Mom and drive to New York again, this time to go tubing on the Sacandaga, then back.
Returning home, I organized, then attended the Thanksgiving Rendezvous at Thetis island, and now I am home again and feeling a bit tired.
Hmmm. No wonder. I get tired just remembering it all.
One thing becomes obvious from all this, and that is I may be moving too fast. Maybe I need to slow down.
Stoop and you'll be stepped on; stand tall and
you'll be shot at.
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