This Siamese kitty cat has been hanging around again lately. Bill thinks it lives at the place next to our far west woods because he has seen it out there.
Same as the peacocks, which apparently are staying home now.
The cat made a good photo subject for me last night.
I traded in my iPhone for a new model yesterday.
Talk about lucky!
There were no other customers at AT and T, so I didn't have to wait and walked out of the store in less than an hour with a new 15 pro phone.
Isaac, the clerk, provided excellent service and answers to a number of questions regarding the phone and its camera.
While we waited for the data transfer from one phone to another, I told Isaac about purchasing another iPhone a few years back.
That time the phone selection, purchase and data transfer lasted for more than five hours. Plus, it involved several trips to and from the store. In one case, I had to drive home to get my laptop.
One of the other trips involved a dinner break at Sweet Lou's while the data somehow was being transferred to the phone via my laptop and iTunes.
When I came back from my dinner break, the clerk told me it was time for him to go home.
So, he quickly handed me the phone and my laptop, told me a few steps to follow and hurried me out the door.
Twas definitely a "wing and a prayer" situation as I nervously followed up on his instructions. I considered that transfer success a total miracle.
Isaac and I both agreed that the designers have made transferring data a lot easier these days.
Any time something tech-wise is made easier for lay people, that's a plus.
My photos today were taken with the new phone, which has some added photo features. Am anxious to do some serious experimenting.
For now, just pics from around the place yesterday and this morning.
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This morning I learned that the mix of music playing during the roll call vote at last night's Democratic Convention featured a song for every state.
About the only clear melody that stood out to my old ears was a Dolly Parton song for Tennessee.
I decided to learn what the song for Idaho was.
It's from a group that actually played at the Festival at Sandpoint a while back: the B52's.
And, though "Private Idaho" has little bit to do with Idaho, it has much more to do with a state of mind.
The explanation from the band can be seen below, and, of course, you can watch the video.
For some reason, I preferred the Dolly Parton tune last night, but I do enjoy as much "Private Idaho" as possible.
According
to the band, the song is not about the state of Idaho the state but a
“Private Idaho” as a metaphor for a state of mind (a pun very much
intended by the lyrics).
At the time of writing, the B52s had never been to Idaho, and they
would not play there until a show in Eagle, ID, on September 13, 2011.
Apparently, during the interview with the Idaho Statesman sometime around the concert, Fred Schneider (sort of) explained the song’s intent:
Idaho is pretty mysterious to all of us. I know it’s a
beautiful state, but then I know there’s also a lot of crazy
right-wingers and all that stuff. The song’s about all different things.
It’s not like a parody of Idaho or anything.
As the song goes on to detail, this state of mind leads one to avoid
all kinds of pleasure out of baseless fear and even to shirk human
contact out of baseless suspicions.
In this latter sense, it’s fitting
the band chose Idaho as their central metaphor since the state had a
population of less than 1 million in 1980.
Unless living in one of the
cities, one could easily live far removed from other people and thus
live in one’s “own Private Idaho.”
Meanwhile off in Spain, Annie has walked on this day to Pamplona, famous for the running of the bulls and for being one of American author Ernest Hemingway's hangouts.
You can learn more about her day by clicking on the link.
I think I'll plant my sunflowers and beans more strategically next to each other from now on. It would be so much nicer to pick green beans at eye level as they dangle off the sunflower limbs.
Beggar Boy Foster at work.
This pose usually occurs AFTER he has been given his special dish of human dinner.
My sunflowers have grown so tall this year that it is difficult to get good closeups.
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