{"id":1030,"date":"2009-10-30T06:41:42","date_gmt":"2009-10-30T10:41:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/2009\/10\/30\/next\/"},"modified":"2009-10-30T06:44:32","modified_gmt":"2009-10-30T10:44:32","slug":"next","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/archives\/1030","title":{"rendered":"Support and resistance"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>\u201cThe chief cause of stress is reality.\u201d<br \/>\n~ Lily Tomlin<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>It\u2019s hard to accept that nearly three weeks have flown by since Dana and I were traveling to North Carolina, bearing the brunt of a devastating tempest that left 35 homes \u201cunlivable\u201d in Casey County (based on information I learned through the Salvation Army). Since that stormy day I had two wonderful weekends with family at both Broadwing and Blue Bank Farms. Carol and Bob are as youthful as ever and at the pinnacle of insight. Shame on me for taking five years to make a return visit. I was delighted to see how they had displayed my drawing of the old barn, and Pete showed off my pen and ink sketch of the Vulcan stove from their early years above the French Broad. I couldn\u2019t help but contemplate the decline in my sketchbook activity over the past year. During my two days at the Hall, I made an attempt to complete work on the rock flue, but ran into mortar problems again while battling Panyon\u2019s tool thievery. My \u201cSon of Dirk Man\u201d character was a bit of a flop, compared to Jay\u2019s Pappy, Mombo\u2019s Rufus, and Clay\u2019s Donkey Kong. Nevertheless, the day was noteworthy for the revival of our Clan Hayride\u2014a \u201charvest jamboree,\u201d as Joan called it\u2014and also for her tip about <a href=\"http:\/\/www.pandora.com\">Pandora.com<\/a>. The Council voted to commission an illustrated map of Clan Valley. Wow, how do I come up with an estimate for that? (Lord, help me finish it quicker than my stone masonry!) Dana called me from town to break the news that our friend Irina had been discovered lifeless, the apparent victim of a heart attack. She was a year younger than me! It took four or five days for me to grasp the finality of losing her awesome talent. Early Sunday morning I decided to tote my Hawken-style 50-caliber down the Valley in search of venison. The ache of a gifted comrade\u2019s passing was on my heart when treetops dipped to let the sun pour its precious gold into our beloved hollow. The goal of hunting for meat dissolved abruptly to a deep reverence for the beauty of our rural legacy and my gratitude for life. When I got up to move farther along the road, something caught the corner of my eye. Four good sized does were now moving purposefully across the hay field. Before I could swing my muzzleloader into play, all were into the wooded drainage. If I\u2019d only lingered a minute more, I probably could have had my pick. The following days were tainted with sorrow, but the request to create Irina\u2019s memorial keepsake helped me channel my emotion, although, sadly, the local printer once again seized the opportunity to complain about our predicable attention to detail. By week\u2019s end, the fabulous distraction of sharing Rick H\u2019s 50th birthday celebration was trumped by the news of Glenda\u2019s bizarre mishap at the Haunted House, which resulted in her breaking four back bones. And this comes on top of her and Jay dealing with the aftermath of burst plumbing and extensive damage to their newly remodeled home. The Graybeard Prospector had the second of two successful networking sessions in Lancaster, and Sunday Silence at Simpson Knob was another welcome break, but the heightened oscillation of desirable and undesirable happenings is becoming too strange. All I want to do is immerse myself in the upcoming wood engraving workshop at Larkspur and try to take myself back to a point of quiet equilibrium. Well then, load the truck and go! <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cThe chief cause of stress is reality.\u201d ~ Lily Tomlin It\u2019s hard to accept that nearly three weeks have flown by since Dana and I were traveling to North Carolina, bearing the brunt of a devastating tempest that left 35 homes \u201cunlivable\u201d in Casey County (based on information I learned through the Salvation Army). Since [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,5,79,3,12,68,18,9,8,69,57,64,36,37,23,40,16,24],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1030"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1030"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1030\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1030"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1030"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1030"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}