Sagle Scenes

A flotilla of ducks paddles down the river early every

morning; "flotilla" is not the right word; for ducks, unlike

a geese gaggle, you have to choose among a badling or a

waddling or a paddling or a team, a flush, a raft or a flock,

none of which works for me; I propose a quackilla of ducks

Outside the Ace in Albeni, ID; unfortunately (like the iPad)

you can't actually make a call from the cell phone stun gun

The give-away bin at the Dufort Road trash dump in Sagle

--the best-organized trash and recycling center I have yet

seen, anywhere; seriously; plus, they have a sense of humor

Just down the road from Bob and Beth's place; I'm sure

these neighbors are really very nice people, once you get

to know them, perhaps while they're re-loading; perhaps

they have a sense of humor, too

The Library at Sandpoint, where I hung out a bit; nice

collection, very ample technology, friendly, helpful staff,

free wifi everywhere, always crowded

Among my less successful projects in Sagle

was home-brewing some ginger beer from a

kit Vicki had bought in the UK of GB; the

plastic beer bottles I used didn't explode,

but they did expand considerably; when

opened, about half the mixture fizzed away;

the rest was undrinkable sediment-laden

ginger-flavored glop; I'll stick to store-

bought in the future

But the hummingbirds liked it (it's heavily sugared);

strangely, they all went away after I started using Splenda

(that's a joke, son)

Me modeling wedding suits at our storage unit back in

Missoula (thanks again Tammi, Bruce, and Luke); it's a

long story, and no, we were not having fun yet

Sagle is just a few miles up the road from the very popular

Silverwood amusement park, in Athol ("that's a myth";

"yeth?")