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Fine Art Tuesday

 

Amaldus Nielsen was born in 1838 in Norway. His father was a shipmaster and merchant. He had eleven children. He died in 1932 at the age of 94.

His style of art is dubbed "naturalist style". Most notable for painting scenes of where the land meets water.

His paintings appeal to me because while the hand of man is present in them, it is not overwhelming. Norway's climate does not bend easily to the hand of man and does not tolerate fools. The same can be said of the ocean.

 

Hat tip to the tireless Lucas Machias.

Spraying weeds and bringing old equipment back on-line

Work-ticket

Today's work ticket was to spray broadleaf weeds in the Upper and Hill Orchards with 2,4-D before the heat peaked. I used the amine formulation because I dislike the smell of the ester formulations of 2,4-D.

This year, the weeds beneath the trees were mostly grasses early in the season but then flipped over to broadleaf. Species included wood-sorrel, ground-ivy, mares-tail, burdock, goldenrod and Pilea pumila. The only unifying feature of those species is that they all thrive in moist soil.

The downside of the amine formulations are that they are not as "hot" as the ester formulations and require more time to penetrate the waxy skin of the leaves and enter the plant's circulatory system. The amine formulations are also more sensitive to water quality. The upside of the amine formulations are that there is less risk of collateral damages from wind-drift and volatile deposition of 2,4-D. 

I pushed eight gallons of herbicide solution through the two-gallon, hand-pump sprayer. For the record, I used Gordon's LV 400 at 1.5 oz per gallon. The water was "soft" water treated with ammonium sulfate to scavenge tramp Ca++, Mg++ and Fe++ ions that eluded the resin bed and with one oz of 80/20 surfactant per gallon. "Wet-out" was considered more than 50% of the leaf area wetted.

Like many things, I would have been better served if I had done this two weeks ago. 2,4-D mimics plant growth hormones and is devastatingly effective when the majority of the weeds are vigorously extending their flower/seed stalks. It is not as impressive when the plants are shutting down growth due to limited soil moisture. It is the difference between tripping somebody who is sprinting versus tripping somebody who is walking at a very slow pace.

Never-the-less, killing those weeds beneath the trees in the orchard will conserve the water stored in the soil. It will also make the nutrients that the weeds would have absorbed available for the trees. I suspect that we will have more hot and dry spells this summer.

I will go back Thursday morning to check things out. I will re-apply in the areas where it is clear that I missed the target. 

The spraying went fast since I had treated the water in-bulk. I rounded out the three hours by mowing between the rows of asparagus plants and berries (blackberries and gooseberries). Then I went and staked out a line that was 100' from the road's edge in the eastern meadow.

I got that all done by noon (which is when the windchill hit 90F). Then I drove to the Harbor Freight on Lansing's west side and purchased a 212cc Predator gasoline engine to replace the flat-head B&S 5hp motor (Model Number 135292)  on Troy-Bilt Pony, rear-tine tiller that was in the pole-barn at the bottom of the Hill Orchard. The original engine might have been made to run but the cap for the gas tank was MIA and cannot be found for purchase.

The 212cc Harbor Freight engine has cast iron sleeves, 8.5:1 compression and is rated at 6.5hp. It cost me a freckle under $160 out-the-door. Honestly, it is a much better unit than the motor it will be replacing.

One minor complication in restoring an old Troy-Bilt tiller is that they used bronze for some of the gears. Bronze (or "yellow" gears) are not compatible with some of the modern Extreme Pressure additives used in gear oils. The experts on the internet all insist that you need to use GL-4 level, single viscosity lubricants in gear-boxes with "yellow" gears.

Random garden picture

Somebody needs to weed his watermelons

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A very short lesson in morality...

So there I was, being the proverbial fly-on-the-wall when a 40ish man who appeared to be from the easternmost quarter of the Mediterranean basin came into the church.

He saw the priest in his vestments and bee-lined toward him.

"Father, I have a question and I need an answer" the man said.

The priest responded, "Let me hear your question, I will give it my best shot".

The man replied "I was told by another priest that if I get a tattoo then it is a sin and I won't be able to receive Communion".

The priest was clearly caught flat-footed by the question.

"Paul tells us that our body is a temple and we are not to defile it, but I am not sure that is what applies here" the priest responded, perhaps to buy time.

"Jesus tells us, in Mark Chapter 7. that we are not made unclean by what goes into us but by what comes out of us" he continued.

"So you can see, the nature of your tattoo is very important. What vibe will people get when they see your tattoo? Will they be inspired to good things or to evil? Your tatt is a message that you broadcast to the world" the priest said.

"Finally, the matter of free-will comes into play. If you were in prison and were threatened with rape and getting beaten if you didn't wear some gang's tatts, then it really isn't a choice that you can make freely, right? You were coerced into the act and the majority of the guilt does not rest on your shoulders." 

The priest ended with "If you decide to get the tatt, let me see what you got."

One point that he left out, perhaps because of time constraints, was that if he got a tatt that made him unemployable then he would not be able to provide for his family. Making decisions that make it impossible to provide for yourself or your family is, generally, a sin. It is similar to burning down the family business.

When your "narrative" does not have room for "numbers"

This post is about a video that I do NOT recommend watching unless you like pain or you want to peer into the thought-process of the typical, ravening, Communist tool.

Caleb Hammer, financial advisor, attempts to help a guest and all she wants to do is fight. The video in the link shown above is 8:30 long (I took the liberty of chopping the promotional material off of the beginning)

Caleb Hammer is a young guy from was originally from Michigan but has since moved to Almost Austin, Texas. He provides financial counseling to young people and his career exploded when he started posting videos of financially naive clients and his dishing out simple, common-sense advice.

Eye-roll in progress behind the curtain. Eye-rolling is a passive-aggressive response to an undesirable situation or person. The gesture is used to disagree or dismiss or express contempt. -Wikipedia

This intervention goes right off the rails in the first thirty seconds. The guest/client introduces herself as somebody who raised her younger siblings and "my dad was never in the picture...So, I kind of had to take that that role growing up as well too, just kind of being a provider for (my mother)." An interesting detail is that her eyes are closed the entire time she was saying "...my dad was never in the picture...".

Given that she has multiple, younger siblings, you have to wonder how that happened... She did say that "my dad" was not in the picture.

Hammer is extremely accepting of unconventional living arrangements, but something about what she said set him off. He called her on that.

She responded, "Well, once that she wasn't unable to work anymore, I definitely had to pull much more of that responsibility. Um, and that's just something me as a person, I definitely just love to help others versus my own."

It an ancient bit of folk-wisdom that when a person leads-off by telling you what a great Christian they are, to put your hand over your wallet and to start backing away.

The tables turn

Then Hammer tried to get the session back on track and he brings up numbers, specifically, her income per month. He wants to know where she thinks her $3,800/month goes*. Incidentally, the woman works for a non-profit where attendance seems to be optional. Darned good wages for people who don't show up.

She didn't want to talk numbers. She wanted to talk about "her struggle". For those who are a little bit fuzzy on history, "my struggle" is right out of the Commie playbook. The title of Hitler's autobiography was "Mein Kampf", literal translation "My Struggle". Now it is the go-to for all populists who base their movement on envy.

Her response to him was "...you don't understand..." and "...it's called caring for people..."

Incidentally, I printed out the transcript of the video and the word "understand" showed up 14 times in 7 minutes. 

He keeps pushing toward objective data, once catching her in a Freudian Slip when she clearly called the "Emergency Fund" her "Emergency Fun".

She kept baiting him with passive-aggressive "kindness". "...maybe you should pay your employees more...".

The show was a total zhit-storm from start-to-finish and I don't know why Hammer posted it unless it was to demonstrate that some people refuse be saved (financially) AND to inform us about the evil prowling the world in the form of chubby, white, Commie chicks.

 

*Minor detail: Hammer homed-in on the low-hanging-fruit. She kept insisting that spending $15 a day for dine-in eating falls under "groceries" and is a necessity.

Dreams take Flight

If you visit the Al!ve Fitness Center on the west side of Charlotte, Michigan, there is a very good chance that the first person that you will meet will be Tammy Hernandez. She is the receptionist/greeter.

It is very likely that she will be sitting at a table and immersed in some project before she stands up to greet you as you come through the sliding glass doors.

For example:

Her last project was a three-dimensional mural. The silhouette of a small girl is on the left. An ever=expanding and increasingly dense swirl of butterflies sweep from left-to-right. The girl appears to be holding a Kindle or other, similar reading device. The title reads "Dreams Take Flight".

Since this mural borders the walking track that winds through the facility, I get to study it 18 times during our 40 minute walk. I started to notice details. The wings of the butterflies move! The background that the little girl is standing on is a slightly out-of-focus, monochromatic cityscape or mountainscape (like Dickens' London or Tolkein's Mordor).

Tammy researched the subject, look at other artists work and she decided that she could do better. She cut out the girl and every butterfly out of construction paper and glued them in place. She sponge-painted the cityscape. 

It is a heck of an advertisement for reading in general and Kindle type devices in particular.