Wednesday, July 30, 2025

Nephew Jason Reports No Russian Tsunami Reaching Mount Vernon


Email from nephew Jason this next to last morning of the 2025 version of July, a day also known as Wednesday. The email included a screencap (not the one you see above) from a Washington news source known as the Bellingham Herald.

That screencap from the Bellingham Herald showed where tsunami waves were potentially going to hit various locations on the Washington Pacific Coast.

One of the strongest earthquakes ever recorded shook the east coast of Russia, yesterday, generating tsunami warning across the Pacific. By this morning most of those warnings had been lifted.

The text in Jason's email said, "So far the water has not reached Mount Vernon".

I replied that the same was the case at my location.

Mount Vernon is a few miles from water connected to the Pacific Ocean, that particular water is known as Puget Sound. It would be possible for a tsunami to hit the Pacific Coast, and continue through the Straits of Juan de Fuca, reaching Puget Sound, but that would need to be one really big wave.

Way back in 1964 a super strong earthquake shook Alaska. Back then there was no tsunami warning system. The Alaskan quake generated strong, what were then known as 'tidal waves', which struck the Washington Pacific Coast, doing some damage. And doing a lot of damage in Northern California, most severely to Crescent City, with that town's downtown destroyed, and over a dozen people drowned.

The last time I was on the Washington Pacific Coast, summer of 2004, I was sort of surprised to see multiple "Tsunami Evacuation Route" signs. This was something new. Prior to seeing those signs, on this visit to Washington I was surprised in the Tacoma zone, near Puyallup, to see "Volcano Eruption Evacuation Route" signs.

I assume the Volcano related signs were installed after the Mount St. Helens eruption made clear how dangerous such an event can be. The Tacoma/Puyallup "Volcano Eruption Evacuation Route" signs are due to the Mount Rainier volcano being nearby.

At my current location the nearest ocean water is hundreds of miles distant. There is no volcano for way more than hundreds of miles distant.

Hence, there are no signs at my North Texas location pointing to evacuation routes...


Monday, July 28, 2025

HOT Lucy Park Walk With Pink Wildflowers


With the outer world warmed to a temperature in the 90s, it was to Lucy Park I ventured on this final Monday of the 2025 version of July for my daily naturing communing at the only one of my nature communing locations which provides some good sun blocking shade trees.

Even so, it was still a little too HOT to comfortably acquire my daily endorphins, but, I persisted and got my much-needed dopamine fix.

Tomorrow is scheduled to be HOTTER than today. Methinks I shall be getting my endorphin dopamine fix in an indoor nature communing location on the final Tuesday of July.

Even though the outer world is being a little HOT, at my North Texas location, that does not seem to cause any wilting action of the Lucy Park pink wildflowers you see photo documented above.

I assume these are wildflowers. I may be erroneous in that assumption.

Another bit of photo documentation from today's shady Lucy Park nature communing.


As you can see, the Wichita River is running a bit low under the Lucy Park suspension bridge. You can also see, via the photo documentation, some of that shady action I mentioned.

I do not recollect the outer world remaining so green, this late into Summer, at my current Texas location, previous Summers. Such is a result, I assume, of higher-than-average rainfall during 2025.

I thought, what with all that rain, that this Summer was going to be a nightmare, bug bite-wise. Last Summer I was constantly getting bug bit, was bug spraying myself before entering the outer world.

This Summer I have not been bug bitten a single time. Not even a mosquito bite. Perplexing...

Sunday, July 27, 2025

Microsoft Mis-Remembering Nephew Jason's Wedding


In the photo you are seeing my Favorite Nephew Jason, with his newly minted bride, Jenny, future mother of Spencer Jack, cutting into their wedding cake at their wedding reception at Mount Vernon's Eaglemont Pavilion, where Jason, at that point in time, had a restaurant.

This event took place on a date, in April, with me not remembering the specific date, other than I think it was a Saturday.

What I do know for sure is that Microsoft's OneDrive Memories from this Day is wrong. Today's OneDrive Memory email included multiple photos of that wedding which took place way back in April of 2006. 

Not on July 27 of 2006.

Two years later, in July and August of 2008 I was up north, in Washington, where one day we were up in the Skagit Valley, at Bay View State Park, when Jenny brought Spencer Jack to meet relatives he'd not met before, such as me. 

Let me see if I can find the video I made that day I met Spencer Jack. Found it. Forgot my mom and dad are in the video. Seems so recent that day at Bay View, but in three years that will have been 20 years ago...


Saturday, July 26, 2025

Seeing Baby Cambri June Weston In Arizona For The First Time


Earlier today I blogged about a Chilly 90 Degree Sikes Lake Nature Communing With Baby Cambri June in which I made mention of learning of the arrival of a new relative.

In that blogging the last thing I wrote was "I have yet to see photo documentation of the newest family member."

That is no longer the case. Photo documentation arrived on my phone a few minutes ago, which would make that the beautiful baby Cambri June you see above, and below.


In the second photo, mama Carissa is bottling baby Cambri June, whilst big brother Cade Christopher assists.

In addition to the photo documentation, the phone text message, sent by Cade and Cambri's Grandma Jackie, corrected me as to Cade's middle name, about which I was erroneous in the blog post earlier today.

It is Cade Christopher, not Cade Jay or Cade Jack.

I don't know what it is, at my elderly age, which gets to me when I get news of a new relative baby. The news instantly makes me happy, and then strangely teary-eyed. The getting emotional part is a bit perplexing.

It may have something to do with being the oldest sibling. I was too young to remember when my eldest sibling was born, which would be brother Jake. He is only 13 months younger than me. I do remember when our eldest sister, that being Nancy, was born. Nancy's birthplace was a hospital in Mount Vernon.

It was the birthday of Cade and Cambri's grandma, my little sister, Jackie, which was the most memorable. It was February 12, 1961. In Burlington, the hospital was a block from our abode. The morning Jackie was born our dad told me to bring my siblings, Jake and Nancy, to the curb on the south side of Fairhaven Avenue, in about half an hour, and look up to the 4th floor.

We did as instructed. And soon we saw our dad holding our new baby sister up to a window so we could see her.

I remember it being so much fun being big brother to baby Jackie. We really did spoil her with attention. I remember taking her on bike rides, and other such things. Such is likely why I so enjoyed it when I found myself having nephews to dote on.

Nine years after the arrival of baby Jackie, my final sibling arrived. On April 13, 1970.

I remember driving mom somewhere when she told me I was gonna have a new baby brother or sister. We waited a week or two to tell brother Jake and sister Nancy. Baby Jackie was the last to be told. The whole family went into Jackie's bedroom to tell her.

We did not anticipate Jackie's reaction. She refused to accept the fact that a new baby was arriving. Eventually Jackie got used to the idea.

I remember the morning baby sister, Michele, was born. Many of my classmates knew what was happening. There was a phone anyone could use outside the principal's office. I called United General Hospital, asking for Mrs. Chatt, family friend and the head nurse at the hospital. Everyone around me knew I was calling to find out if it was a boy or a girl.

Mrs. Chatt got on the phone. I asked if all was all right. Mrs. Chatt then told me I have a new baby sister. I turned to the gathered crowd and said, it's a girl. There was a loud collective groan. I guess the hope of many was that the baby would be a boy.

Later that day Linda Lou and I went to the hospital to see my new baby sister for the first time. One of the first things mom said to me was something along the line of "Mrs. Chatt said it sounded like you called from a loud assembly." No, I told mom, there were just a lot of people in the hall.

Anyway, I think it is these type memories which sort of effect how I react to the news of a new baby arriving in the family...

Chilly 90 Degree Sikes Lake Nature Communing With Baby Cambri June


With the outer world, on this final Saturday of the 2025 version of July, chilled to a relatively chilly (compared to yesterday) 90 degrees, it was to nearby Sikes Lake I ventured this morning for my regularly scheduled nature communing bout of endorphin acquisition from aerobic activity.

As you can see via the photo documentation, the outer world at my North Texas location is looking peaceful, little wind blowing, no clouds clouding the sky, the high humidity largely burned off.

A perfect Texas Saturday in July.

So far.

Changing the subject to something totally different.

Two days ago, I was informed that for the first time in 55 years a girl has been born to my mom and dad's branch of the extended family.

And yesterday I learned the name of the new family member.

Cambri June.

My informer opined that the June middle name seemed ironic, what with Cambri having been born in July. But, I like the sound of Cambri June better than Cambri July. 

Cambri June's paternal parental unit is my nephew Christopher Jay Weston. Cambri June's maternal parental unit is my niece-in-law, Carissa Weston. I do not know Carissa's middle name. I assume her middle name begins with the "J" letter, as that seems to be the family theme.

I think Cambri June's big brother Cade''s middle name is Jay, same as his dad. I may be wrong about that. Maybe Cade's middle name is Jack. That would make sense, what with both Cade's grandpa and great-grandpa being named Jack, and his grandma being named Jackie.

I have yet to see photo documentation of the newest family member.

Friday, July 25, 2025

Final July Friday Sizzling At 115 Degrees


This final Friday of the 2025 version of July found the outer world at my North Texas location warmed to 99 degrees at my regular morning communing with nature time of the day.

With little wind blowing.

So, I opted to travel in air-conditioned comfort the short distance from my abode to the nearest chilly Walmart to get in my endorphin acquiring aerobic stimulation.

And, since it was Walmart, the aerobic stimulation was combined with fascinating anthropological observations.

So, what's up with the photo above showing 115 degrees? 

Well, a couple minutes after 5 this Friday afternoon I exited my air-conditioned interior space to walk the short distance to my air-conditioned means of motorized motion.

It was a HOT short walk.

When I ignited the vehicle's engine, I saw the vehicle's temperature monitor informing me that the reason I felt HOT was because the temperature was 115 degrees, as measured via the Fahrenheit method.

I had exited my abode because I wanted to go to ALDI to acquire ingredients I needed to make a burrito casserole tomorrow.

It's only a couple miles to ALDI. And a short HOT walk from parking to store entry.

But, ALDI did not have a couple of the ingredients I needed. That necessitated driving to the store across the street from ALDI.

Walmart.

And parking a longer distance from the store's entry than is the case at ALDI. Thus, a HOT walk to get to air-conditioned comfort.

You may be wondering why I did not go to ALDI this morning, when I went to Walmart, with you thinking the Walmart by ALDI is the one I went to this morning. 

I have two nearby Walmart's. The one I went to this morning is about a mile from my abode. The one by ALDI is about two miles from my abode.

This town has three Walmart's. The third one is at the north end of town, by the air force base. It is the biggest of the three Walmart's in town. And the least entertaining, anthropological observing-wise...

Thursday, July 24, 2025

Microsoft Memory Takes Me To Washington Hiking Mount Baker With Nephew Joey


My email this 4th Thursday morning of the 2025 version of July delivered me a Microsoft OneDrive Memories from this Day which made me a tad homesick.

I am not sure if any of these memories happened on this particular date, but I do know these memories happened in July or August, many years ago.

In the first photo we are heading north on Interstate 5, at the south outskirts of Mount Vernon, in Washington's Skagit Valley.

The big white thing you see between a couple foothills is the Mount Baker volcano.

I used to be able to see the Mount Baker volcano when I looked out my Mount Vernon kitchen windows. I do not see any such thing when I look out my current Texas kitchen windows.

I do not remember which of my times, this century, up north in Washington, that I took this photo.

The next two photos take us closer to Mount Baker, and my Favorite Nephew Joey.


This time with Joey may be the last time I hiked up Mount Baker. This would have been some point in time in the 1990s. And the month likely would have been August. 


I do not remember how far up Mount Baker Joey and I hiked that day. I do remember we hiked far enough to see the steam coming from the volcano's vent and smell the sulphur from the steam.

I think Joey was 13 or 14 when we hiked up Mount Baker. I have not seen Joey in person since October of 2015, when Joey was in Dallas on a work project and met up with me in Grapevine. Grapevine is a town in the Dallas Fort Worth Metroplex, at the north end of Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport.

Prior to seeing Joey in 2015, the most recent time I'd seen Joey was when he and his brother and their girlfriends had a short layover at DFW, on their way back to Washington, after having gone on a Caribbean cruise.

I think this was in summer of 2005. 

I talked the kids into leaving the airport, drove them to Lake Grapevine. At some point between the airport and Lake Grapevine I was told that Jason had proposed to Jenny.

I recollect flying up for the wedding, in, I think, April of 2006. And two years after that I flew up to Washington, for some other reason, and met Jason and Jenny's Spencer Jack for the first time, at Bay View State Park.

Seeing these photos and remembering these memories has me freshly annoyed at how quickly time flies by. And how much I miss by not still living in Washington....

Wednesday, July 23, 2025

Attempting To See Fort Worth's Trinity River Vision


A couple days ago I was asked if I'd heard anything of late about Fort Worth's Trinity River Vision, also known as the Trinity River Central City Uptown Panther Island District, or, by many, as America's Biggest Boondoggle.

I told the person asking that I'd heard nothing about The Boondoggle, of late.

And then, yesterday, that which you see above, showed up on Facebook. A blurb about the agency which oversees America's Biggest Boondoggle.

No real information was included. Just that a new board member had been appointed to something called the "Panther Island oversight group".

Don't know what this oversight group might be overseeing, what with there being, after a couple decades, still no faux island, or much of anything to see of this supposed vision, that long ago, around the start of this century, was touted as being a vitally needed flood control and economic scheme.

Supposedly vitally needed for flood control where no floods had happened for over half a century, due to flood control levees already in place.

So, vitally needed that the public was never asked to approve of this project via any sort of funding bond issue.

To try and secure federal funds, the local congresswoman, Kay Granger's son, J.D. Granger, was appointed, at a high salary, to oversee the Trinity River Vision, hoping this would motivate Kay to help get federal funding.

That never happened. Eventually Kay was no longer the congresswoman in the Boondoggle's area, and so her son's employment was terminated.

During the course of J.D. Granger's inept executing of the Boondoggle's Vision, he initated nonsensical things which had nothing to do with any sort of sane development. Things like Rockin' the River Happy Hour Inner Tube Parties on the polluted Trinity River. And a soon to fail, due to getting flooded, wakeboard park, also on the polluted Trinity River.

J.D. Granger oversaw the construction of three supposedly signature bridges, taking an absurd seven years to build, over day land. Three simple freeway overpass type bridges. All these years later, still waiting for a cement-lined ditch to be dug under the bridges, with Trinity River water diverted into the bridges, creating the imaginary island.

An imaginary island which any sane city would be embarrassed to call an island. 

Fort Worth has a long history of these type embarrassments. For decades a multi-block area of Fort Worth's downtown was called Sundance Square, with signage pointing to it. With there being no actual square there, this confused many of Fort Worth's few tourist visitors. Eventually a couple parking lots were turned into a sort of square type thing, and labeled "Sundance Square Plaza".

When I lived in Fort Worth these type things puzzled me. There was so much to be puzzled by.

Like when, also in downtown Fort Worth, a totally lame little 'public market' was opened, called, if I remember right, "Sante Fe Public Market". It was touted to be modeled after other town's public markets, like Pike Place, in Seattle, and public markets in Europe.

It was also touted as being the first public market in Fort Worth.

Touted as such when, within walking distance, there was a historical marker marking the location of a still existing art deco style building, which had been a Fort Worth public market.

This type misinformation came to me via Fort Worth's ultra lame newspaper of record, the Fort Worth Star-Telegram. A newspaper which apparently did not know that just a few miles to the east, in a town called Dallas, there was a HUGE public farmers market. Every time I had visitors from the Pacific Northwest, when I lived in DFW, I'd take them to the DFW highlights, including the Dallas Farmers Market.

And every time my PNW visitors to DFW would remark that the Dallas Farmers Market reminded them of Pike Place, only flatter.

Whilst living in the DFW zone I was routinely perplexed by the Fort Worth Star-Telegram and that entity's tendency towards weird cheerleading type propaganda about this, that and the other thing in Fort Worth, including, for a while, a weird habit of touting some ordinary Fort Worth thing somehow making towns, far and wide, green with envy.

That which I took to calling Fort Worth's Green with Envy Syndrome, seemed to disappear after I made a webpage making mock of such with multiple instances of the syndrome.

Back to the Trinity River Vision, that also has long perplexed me. How is it that which seems to be a relatively simple project has so little so show for it after so many years?

During the 25 years since Fort Worth's embarrassing Boondoggle began, New York City totally rebuilt the area where the Twin Towers stood.

The town between Fort Worth and Dallas, Arlington, has built a new football stadium for the Dallas Cowboys, and a new ballpark next door to the football stadium, for the Texas Rangers.

Long after Fort Worth's Boondoggle began, and completed for years, Seattle dug a new transit tunnel under downtown, then tore down an elevated highway on the Seattle waterfront, then re-built the waterfront, which has now become Seattle's new HOT tourist attraction.

In the years Fort Worth struggled to build three little bridges over dry land, Tacoma turned America's biggest EPA superfund site into the multi-billion buck Point Ruston development. That is at the north end of Tacoma's waterfront. At the south end, Tacoma built the Thea Foss Waterway

So, there you go, my current thinking regarding Fort Worth's Trinity River Vision....

Monday, July 21, 2025

Monday Walmart Texas Heat Wave Refuge


In the photo documentation you are looking out my kitchen window at the outer world on this third Monday of the 2025 version of July.

Today the temperature forecast for my usual outdoor nature communing time of the day was one degree under 100.

So, I opted to do my nature communing in the air-conditioned comfort of Walmart.

I do not know why I bother checking the long-range weather forecast. It changes every day. Or so it seems.

Today's long-range forecast now has us chilling to an under 100 degree high, two days from now.

 Yesterday my upcoming happy birthday day in August was forecast to be well over 100. Today's forecast, for that day, is a chilly high of only 90, along with rain and thunderstorms.

Methinks this is being the HOTTEST summer I have experienced since being in Texas.

I do not remember the cold water getting as, well, HOT, as it currently is.

And, the swimming pool is worthless for cooling off purposes, unless one enjoys getting cooled by a warm bath...

Saturday, July 19, 2025

Saturday Lucy Park Backwoods Jungle Log Jamming Again


On this third Saturday of the 2025 version of July it was back to shady Lucy Park I drove for some salubrious nature communing at a location where the leaves of trees provide some sun blockage and a slight cooling result.

Looking at today's long-range weather prediction for my Wichita Falls, Texas location, I see it has changed from yesterday, when the prediction was we'd get a break from 100-degree days, with a cold snap dropping the August 4 high to 99 degrees.

Yesterday's prediction had that one day cold snap followed by day after day over 100, in August.

But, today's changed prediction has the temperature dropping well below 100 on August 2 and continuing below 100 for most of the following August days.

A couple days ago I hiked the trail through the Lucy Park Backwoods Jungle, til I came to a big trail blocking log jam.

Today I hiked the Lucy Park Backwoods Jungle trail from the other entry, til I reached the trail blocking log jam.


The trail blocking log jam looks bigger from this side than it did from the other side. When I was on the other side I contemplated climbing over the log jam, but opted not to, thinking snakes and who knows what other critters might be lurking.

Seeing the log jam today, from the other side, I could see there is no way one would want to, or could, climb over it.

I hope a bulldozer arrives soon to clear out the Lucy Park Backwoods Jungle's log jam. That trail is my favorite hot weather hiking location, when it is log jam-free...