Daydreams about fall things

- Being bull-headed -

Around this time every year, the word August brings to mind that beautiful season of autumn, which, in reality, is still a good two months away. It's all just around the corner, then another corner. Football, television, school. It's a pre-pre-fall dream state.

There's been a few rain showers and cloudy days to keep the temperature out of the 100's. It would be nice if it would rain weekly, but that would mean we're not living in west Texas.

The Lands of Texas website indicates a piece of property on FM 611 was sold recently, one mile south of Hobbs. It looks like it is across from the cemetery, maybe on that piece tagged Rivers. It was sold by Williamson-Branson Real Estate. The Longhorn Valley and the Camp Springs homes previously mentioned here are still available, now at reduced prices.

Interesting links to visit are the  Hobbs Cafe & Gym Complex page on facebook, an 18 Ranch book for sale on ebay, the website for the Fisher County Hospital, and recently published public notices.

By-the-way, Meep, aka Zee, aka Lazarus the kitten, is doing quite well. We just don't know who will take care of him once we break our necks falling, because he must be under a foot at all times.

Oil, rain and a kitten

- Tiny Kitten Town -

I keep trying to make sense of the Railroad Commission site, but I still find it overwhelming when searching for data. I came across this simplified report, Summary of Drilling for June 2013, that boils down information. We are district 7B. Similar type reports can be found on the Drilling Home Page. 

According to local weather forecasters, it's about time to finish up the ark and get the animals on board. NOAA is predicting an 80% chance of rain tomorrow. I like to read the Area Forecast Discussion at the bottom of that page. It makes me feel like they're telling me the weather secrets, even though I don't know the terminology.

When I wrote here last Sunday, I edited out a section about a kitten I had found at the Roscoe Fourth of July Celebration, because I thought I had killed the poor little thing. I went so far as to dig it a grave. But the next morning, the little scrap of fur and flesh jumped out of it's box, meowing and running around. My dad said I should name it Lazarus because it came back from the dead. I'm going to call it Zee for now, until it grows into it's name.

Dusty Creek Band to play Hobbs Gym

There's been some surveying activity on FM 1614 and the corner of US 180 and FM 611. Oil, agriculture or other oriented, it is unknown to me, but I heard speculation that it might be for a pipeline of some sort from the Willingham place.

I noticed the rig has come down west of Camp Springs and there is a new one north of the prison at the west end of Camp Springs Road. I guess they're frac'ing at the latter because of all the outbuildings that are situated around the rig. I've also heard drilling is taking place on Davenport again.

The Dusty Creek Band will be performing at the Hobbs Gym on Saturday, July 27. I heard them playing at the Independence Day Celebration in Roscoe last night, and it sounds like some pretty good dancing music.

I spent July 4th at Towle Park in Snyder and the weather was perfect. I also went the night before and ate tacos at Vicky's concession stand. The food was so good that I daydreamed about it all the next day, until I could go back and eat some more the next night. The corn tortillas were fresh fried in oil and just nothing like the hard ones you get at the supermarket. I didn't even eat any nachos, and everybody knows how much I like nachos.

We're expecting rain in about a week, but a forecast that far out is chancy. It would be nice if the yard was green, though. I almost miss mowing every week. Almost.