Sunday through Sunday, June 1-8—Hot Springs Village, Arkansas

We got off to a late start this morning (Sunday) to Hot Springs Village for a month’s stay—to test the waters, so to speak.  We left at different times, drove separately, and traveled different routes as Kay stopped by Benton to drop off Kaden’s graduation present.  I arrived at the Village about mid-afternoon, stopped at the Vacation Rentals office just outside the west gate, payed for the month, and picked up the keys before driving to our home away from home.  It proved to be very nice, on the 4th fairway of Magellan Golf Course, and plenty spacious for any guests we have as well as Kay and me.  I unloaded the Expedition, and waited for Kay who showed up just minutes after I arrived.  I immediately headed off the half mile or so to Magellan Golf Course to the driving range, taking advantage of the lost cost of a bucket of balls (about half of what I pay in Mountain Home).  Magellan Golf Course was built as a 9-hole golf academy, complete with driving range, practice putting green, and two pitching/chipping areas with greens, sand traps, and roughs. I hit slightly better than previously, but it is an ever slow process to become somewhat proficient.  We spent the rest of the evening familiarizing ourselves with the rented house.
The weather forecast is pretty yucky for the foreseeable future, but there was no rain Monday morning.  I drove to Conway for my 6th golf lesson, and the golf instructor was not too encouraging—“managing expectations” as we used to say back in the working days.  He gave me some exercises to control and eliminate the fade that has recently developed, as well as turning the hands over during the swing.  He also measured club speed, and was pleasantly surprised.  He was a bit more encouraging after that.  During the course of the lesson, it began raining, and rained throughout the lesson, and on the drive back to HSV.  Located west and ever so slightly south of Little Rock, the Ouachita Mountains appear a bit more pronounced and “rugged” than the Ozarks where we live—very nice!  While I was in Conway, Kay visited the mall in Hot Springs to check things out, get her bearings, and do a little shopping, coming back by Walmart to stock up on groceries and supplies.  We both enjoyed evening quiet time, spending most of the late afternoon and early evening in the sun room reading.
Kay enjoyed a girls’ day on Tuesday, beginning with exercise at Christ of the Hills United Methodist Church with book club friends, followed by lunch, shopping, and a movie in Hot Springs.  Three of her longtime book club friends live in the Village, 

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Lake Estrella is a small 22-acre lake in the eastern part of HSV.   Builders and developers are just beginning to exploit this area; our lot is at the end of one of the long arms of the lake, adjacent to the launching ramp.  The kayaks were unloaded Wednesday morning at the launching ramp, PFDs and paddles were unpacked, and we gently shoved off, kayaking around the small lake, with a particular interest in viewing the different types of seawalls and lakefront landscaping, and assessing the fishing potential.  Not to be disappointed, about a dozen bream (bluegill) beds were counted and quite a few small bass and bream were observed along the edges.060107 E 003  After kayaking, we drove around the rest of the eastern part of the Village to a house being built with a plan we very much like, and interestingly, it sits on a lot similar to the Lake Estrella lot, i.e. pie shaped and sloping from right to left and front to rear (looking towards the front of the house from the street), providing a great perspective of what the house would look like on Lake Estrella.  After lunch, Kay read and I exploited the driving range at Granada Golf Course.  Shortly before 3 PM, kids began showing up, and overwhelmed the place.  Hot Springs Village has a great youth golf program, widely supported by Village residents because a lot of life lessons are taught:  behavior, etiquette, sportsmanship, ethics, dress, etc.—quite refreshing. We spent a great evening with Jim and Ginny Passe who hosted us for adult beverages followed by a pontoon boat ride on Balboa Lake ride to the Last Chance, one of the Village’s most popular eatery.  A good time was had by all.
Kay returned to Christ of the Hills UMC for exercise on Thursday morning while I took advantage of the driving range.  HSV residents think the approximately $5 for a large bucket of balls is expensive, but compared to the $9.77 at Big Creek, it’s pretty cheap for us.  And, there is an outstanding putting green and a couple of pitching/chipping areas available for our use, making for a good practice opportunity.  Kay continued reading in the afternoon, and I played golf at Cortez, one of the oldest courses on the west side of the Village.  It was a beautiful course and we had a great time.
Friday, only a golf game was scheduled, in the afternoon.  We drove into Hot Springs to buy a few groceries at Sam’s Club, and walk through a couple of other stores.  As the day progressed, clouds began building in the west, and rain and thunderstorms were forecast for mid-afternoon, forcing us to cancel golf.  Kayrn called and indicated they might come down for the weekend, but were unsure of their departure time and day.  Consequently, we didn’t schedule anything Friday evening.

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With company expected later Saturday, I was off to the driving range, putting green, and pitching/chipping practice area Saturday morning.  Ridge, Karyn, and Matt had arrived by the time I returned; Matt and Ridge were napping and Kay, Karyn, and I spent time on the deck and sun room catching up.  Ridge, after awaking, was a bit subdued, having gotten carsick on the way down from central Arkansas.  We all suited up and drove to Lake Balboa beach for “fun in the sun” time, having fun playing in the sand and throwing pebbles in the lake.  Karyn and Matt headed off to kayak and fish Lake Esrella, and managed only a few minutes and a few fish before a thunderstorm rolled through.  Kay prepared a great meal of grilled salmon and all the fixin’s.
We missed church again Sunday morning; this morning’s service was to be at the Lake Balboa pavilion and included baptisms in the lake and a box lunch.  However, because of potentially bad weather and a sick host, it was postponed.  The kids left after breakfast, and we spent a quiet “rest of the day” reading and hanging out since rain and thunderstorms continued for the third day in a row. We joined two other couples, golfing buddies of Jim’s, at Jim and Ginny Passe’s for adult beverages, burgers and the fixin’s, and a great boat ride around Balboa Lake.  The food was great, but the company and visit were even better as we had a super time, despite threatening weather.

Sunday through Saturday, May 23-31—A Cure for the Doldrums

Our visit with Ridge and parents continued Sunday, so we opted to play hooky from church and Sunday school, a rarity for us.  In our spring cleaning endeavor, Karyn helped immensely by pulling items off the top shelf of the pantry, and she and Kay packed up out-of-date items.  We have even begun checking “use by date” labels in stores and it’s amazing how many of the items are already out of day, particularly at small country stores, and at convenient stores.  Taking advantage of the weather, we drove to Norfork Lake, uncovered the pontoon, and enjoyed some time on a sandbar and then on the lake where Ridge went to sleep.  He woke up after only a short while, a bit cranky from all the excitement and lack of a long nap, so his folks loaded up and drove home.  We had anticipated their staying until Monday, and cancelled a get together with Frank and Diane, RVing friends from northwest Arkansas.  Hopefully, they understand and forgive us.  After a week away from the house, and company over the weekend, we collapsed and watched television for the rest of the evening, going to bed early!

After catching up on local, regional, and national events, we arose Monday morning to clean house, particularly since someone might possibly come to look at it!  And then, it was off to the driving range where I hit golf balls; I’m so frustrated that the thought of giving up the game entirely has surfaced.  Since I am not fishing the Norfork or White Rivers these days, the days get pretty long, and it’s a real struggle finding things interesting to do.  Consequently, the patio, porch, and deck get cleaned every morning.  And today, we hung the pontoon cover over the upper deck railing and washed it. 

Kay and I both got haircuts today, Tuesday, and ran several errands in Mountain Home.  I traded cars with her and had the chips in the Honda windshield repaired at Mountain Home Glass; we highly recommend them for any of one’s glass work.  In switching cars, I forgot part of my golf paraphernalia, and returned home while Kay spent most of the day in Mountain Home.  Bored, I drove back into town, picked up a copy of a blood panel from last Friday, and hit golf balls again, faring a bit better, though there were still enough bad hits to be frustrating. 

Our weather has been wet of late, and rain is forecast every day this week, putting a damper on outdoor activities, and we’re not seeing many birds or butterflies.  We are still slowly cleaning out excess stuff, room by room, as we don’t want to pay to move stuff we don’t want or need now or later. With extra time on hand, I have begun making popping bugs again, returning back to my first love of fly tying, in anticipation of fishing for bluegills and bass in the many lakes at Hot Springs Village.  We took down family photos today, Wednesday, and filled and spot painted nail holes, and making a a few small drywall repairs.

A few more repairs and spot painting were done Thursday, and the house looks great for showing.  In addition to cleaning out excess and preparing for our month stay in Hot Springs Village, Kay has been using the down time to read, and has finished a couple of books this week.  I downloaded all the photo cards not yet downloaded, and processed a few photos, including this one of a hummingbird trying to knock a butterfly off its feeder, taken several days ago.  The butterfly hung in there and continued sipping the sweet nectar.  With a couple dozen popping bugs ready for painting, I painted several a florescent chartreuse and others a baby blue, a color that really works for bluegill and smallmouth bass alike (a trick I learned from Harry Murray, a one of the nation’s most notable smallmouth fly fishers).  Over the course of the last couple of weeks, Kay has been working to resolve problems with an Amazon order for a couple of lamps.  The first set arrived about 3 weeks ago, and one of the bases was irregular and one of the shades had a broken strut.  They were supposed to have held the replacement set for shipping this week, but attempted to deliver last week while we were out of town, and since we were not here to receive them, they were sent back.  After a couple of calls, another set was delivered this week and looked even worse than the original set.  Here’s Kay’s review.

“I ordered one set of these lamps and when they arrived, the bases were dented, defective, shoddy workmanship and one of the shades had broken splines. I sent pictures of the defects and another set were delivered to me. Both of the bases were off set and positioned incorrectly. I am amazed at the lack of quality control at Uttermost. I am so sad because the lamps would have looked beautiful in my great room. But, I am not about to pay almost $500 for lamps that are shoddy and ill made. The company that I ordered these lamps from via the Amazon marketplace was wonderful to work with; positive, understanding, good communicators and anxious to satisfy me. They are homeandliving.com and I can recommend them wholeheartedly. Unfortunately, my experience with the Uttermost company has been tainted by this whole ordeal. I’m still looking for new lamps but I won’t be looking in their direction again.”

We took advantage of a break in the rain early Friday morning to put the clean cover back on the pontoon.  Back at the house, I installed kayak racks on the Expedition, and Kay trimmed shrubs and weeded.  We drove into Mountain Home where she took care of some business and I hit golf balls—better than the last few days, and back to where I was before getting new clubs.  I think the new ones are going to work just fine, and the distance is a bit longer than the old clubs.  If I can only get the slight fade to go away…  Back at home, I applied the final coating, epoxy, on the popping bugs to give them a great durable finish, and took a wonderful nap while Kay read.  The evening was spent packing—in getting the fly tying materials ready, I discovered that I have more rubber legs for popping bugs than most fly shops, no kidding!

More rain was forecast for today (Saturday), however, we started packing the cars early, beginning with loading the kayaks.  Gosh, the Expedition is tall, and we had to use a two-step stool to get them in their racks and tied down.  The SUV was wet from having set outside in all the rain because with the racks, it’s too high to get in the garage.  We’re taking both cars, and because the Expedition is larger, it will carry the bulk of items.  In anticipation of visits from Harper and Ridge, we are taking  the Pack-n-Play and car seat, which along with PFDs and paddles, and other grown-up toys, take up a good portion of the rear of the Expedition.  As with most other trips we take with high anticipation, we were packed and ready to go by noon, and nothing to do in the afternoon.  Guess that’s why the old Army adage, “hurry up and wait” originated!

Sunday through Thursday, May 19-22—Seems Like Only Yesterday He Was A Toddler

At church early for Kay to practice with the Crossroads Band, we received word, via email, that neighbor Tom Hearns had passed.  Tom was a God-fearing gentleman that moved into the neighborhood over 10 years before us.  He was polite, considerate, and respectful, and counted neighbors Wayne and Loretta as his best friends.  They went above and beyond in making him feel part of their family, having breakfast together every Sunday morning, and visiting him several times daily in hospice.  Tom said his goodbyes to us a week or so ago via phone in a very personal conversation.  Tom was one of the good guys and will be missed.

Up ant at ‘em early Monday morning, we departed towards Hot Springs Village for a few days to take care of some remaining business.  Our trip took us by Arkansas Golf Center at Conway to pick up new irons that had been ordered a few days earlier.  We drove to the Property Owners Association to obtain permanent photo IDs but there was a snafu in the paperwork.  Kay dropped me off at Magellan Golf Course to hit a bucket of balls before playing a round with Jim, Bobby, and Randy, the two former being husbands of a couple of Kay’s book club members.; hitting with the new clubs proved a challenge, and a very high score was the result.  Meanwhile, Kay drove to out the west gate to pick up the paperwork for us to obtain the IDs, got her ID, and checked us in at our “home away from home”.  While in Hot Springs Village (HSV or Village) we stay at an efficiency apartment or casita on the lower floor of someone’s house.  They have the small casita on one side and a larger apartment on the other, while they live on the main floor.  It meets our needs and the view is great, overlooking a small mountain stream.  We are getting more familiar with the Village, and have eaten as several of the restaurants in and nearby.  For the most part, the food is great and the prices are less than we pay in northern Arkansas.  We found a Mexican restaurant that has an almost identical menu to the restaurant in Mountain Home that we used to frequent, and the food was equally as good; and, we were each able to eat two meals on our serving.  I played golf again on Wednesday at Ponce de Leon, and again played terrible.  Seems like practice goes okay, but then on the course…

Because we have committed to moving to the Village, we are trying to get as familiar with it as possible.  Some of our initial observations about the residents are as follows:

  • significantly older than we anticipated (we see a lot of folks aged in their mid to late 70s)
  • very few obese residents (compared to what we see in Baxter County)
  • very few residents using oxygen
  • quite active
  • a bit more sophisticated

Again, these are our first impressions.

We departed the Village Thursday morning, driving to Conway for my 4th golf lesson.  I have developed a terrible fade, have no distance on golf shots, and, in general, have returned to hitting the ball lousy.  Apparently, I’m still lunging at the ball, etc., etc.  Will it ever improve?

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Thursday evening, we attended high school graduation ceremonies for Kaden (center in photo), Kay’s older grandson.  He graduated with honors, and received a humongous scholarship to Arkansas Tech University where he plans to major in mechanical engineering.  Seems like only yesterday he was a toddler, sitting in my lap piloting the pontoon on Greers Ferry Lake. He was not much older than Ridge is now when we first met.  Congrats, Kaden, the future is yours.

We traveled home late Thursday night, arriving just before midnight, and getting up early Friday morning for a “blood work” appointment, hitting golf balls, getting groceries, etc.  Ridge, Karyn, and Matt arrived early evening for Memorial Day weekend, and while Karyn and Matt had a “date” night at PJ’s, Ridge babysat Kay and me.

Saturday was a hoot.  Karyn and Matt drove into Mountain Home for shopping while Ridge, Kay, and I spent the morning outside playing in the kiddie pool and with the water hose.  We resumed after nap time, and spent several hours playing in and with the water; I got really wet as the recipient of spray from the hose.  Karyn assisted in removing “dated” products from the pantry, and that chore is nearly finished; we can actually see shelving!  After a great dinner of glazed pork chops and roasted vegetables, we all went to bed early, tired from a very active day.

Sunday through Saturday, May 4-17—Our Topsy Turvy World

These two weeks have been a topsy turvy, helter skelter period in our lives.  We spent the better part of the first week catching up on yard work, and doing a combination of spring cleaning and moving preparation, whenever that might be.  There have only been two “parties” look at the house, but we know it only takes one buyer, and the top producer in Kay’s real estate office says that buying traffic has not yet begun, and that it will sell, but might take 6 months to a year, and that we have it priced appropriately.   We drove to central Arkansas on Friday of the first week, and I was fitted for new golf clubs at the Arkansas Golf Center; wonder if they’ll improve my game?  We spent the weekend “assisting” potty training Ridge.  In this regard he had limited success, and now enjoys wearing “big boy” underwear (man panties), and is alerting his caretakers when the need arises—way to go, Ridge (Kay and I found ourselves being a cheering section when things went right).  After the weekend, we  attended Kaden’s last high school band concert as he’ll be off to college this fall, and spent the night at Ron’s house.
Tuesday morning, May 13 and 10 years to the day we moved into our Norfork house, we closed on a lakefront lot in Hot Springs Village where we intend to build.  We stayed in an efficiency apartment and it was ideal, including a rushing stream downhill and within sight.  Tuesday evening we were guests of Jim and Ginny Passe at a steak dinner at their church, and it included a presentation on geriatric wellness care by a physician with St. Vincent’s Hospitals—very enlightening as he corrected a lot of “garbage” statements being posted as facts on the internet by those opposed to the Affordable Care Act (this is very troubling to us as it may result in lack of treatment or even death by some who read these misstatements, believe them, and either refuse medical care/treatment or don’t even bother seeking assistance).  It rained all week, giving us a chance to familiar ourselves with the Village and outlying areas east and west, pick up maps and brochures, and look at houses and landscaping. Wednesday evening we had dinner with a group of Kay’s book club friends and their spouses, and really enjoyed the meal and conversation.  While in the Village, we were able to look at a house being constructed using a plan that we really like, and the lay of the lot was similar to ours, giving us a great “feel” for how that house would sit on our lot.
We drove back to Benton on Thursday evening to attend the Benton High School Band banquet, where Kaden was recognized for all his years in the band—seems like yesterday when he first started playing the trumpet.
We returned home Friday morning and resumed spring cleaning, sleeping in yet a different bed for the sixth time in 8 days.  Saturday, we said goodbye to a long-term member of our family, Kays 2000 Explorer.  She sold it to Sandy and John Simanks son.  He is getting a great car as everything still works great, and it still looked great almost 14 years after Kay bought it.  
So, with closing on the lot in Hot Springs Village and selling the Explorer, we are inching closer to making the move to west central Arkansas.

Sunday through Saturday, April 27-May 3—More of the Same, Boring

This week was much the same as prior weeks, and we’re beginning to think we’re living Groundhog Week (remember the movie, Groundhog Day) every week.  Despite our committing to live a normal life after listing the house, we are walking on egg shells around the house, trying to keep it clean when and if a real estate showing occurs.  And since I don’t fish much anymore, there’s lots of extra time to not do anything!
Tuesday was spent spiffing up the place and with Kay cooking brunch items in anticipation of Wednesday’s MLS Realtors tour of newly listed houses.  I escaped early Wednesday morning, driving to Melbourne, AR, to play golf at Cooper’s Hawk, while Kay entertained a dozen or more realtors.  It was cold, 49°, damp with spitting rain, and windy.  Despite that and two weeks’ of great practices, I played golf like a dog!  The course played longer than the score card indicated, and is okay, but not what I expected for the “Number One” rated public course in Arkansas. 
Thursday and Friday were slow, by our typical standards, though a highlight of the week was the return Thursday of a Red-breasted Grosbeak.  It is so skittish that I have been unable to photograph it.  Hundreds of American Goldfinches have also arrived this week and are eating us out of house and home.  These flocks must be migrating through, and when one senses danger all of them fly away, including the Red-breasted Grosbeak.  I did hit a bucket of golf balls Thursday and Friday, respectively, and had less than desirable practices.  This golf game is getting me down—two steps forward, one step back.  Will I ever get consistently okay?  140503 E 001
Saturday morning we experienced another surprise when 4 Baltimore Orioles showed up at and near the hummingbird feeder while we were eating breakfast, allowing us up close and personal views.  This photo was taken through the double-paned window.  Afterwards, camera in hand, I went to enjoy a quiet, cool morning on the patio, but was once again chased indoors by burning leaves, and the gentle southwest wind blew the acrid smoke right onto us.  We drove into Mountain Home, and I hit golf balls (best practice so far) while Kay attended the woodcarvers and woodturners show where she bought 3 pieces of wood for use next winter in the Rio Grande Valley.  Back at home, we received an invitation to attend a “jam” near Mountain View, but misconnected and returned home “empty handed”.

Sunday through Saturday, April 20-26—Gardening and Golf

Kay left early for church Easter morning, and I remained home with Jenny, Brian, and Harper.  Kay made it home in time for us both to say goodbye.  We sure enjoyed having the younger grandkids, and of course their families, visit over Easter.   After all the kids left, I sprayed the season’s first application of Roundup, as the weeds have gone crazy.  And then, we did a deep cleaning of the house, particularly since it is for sale and showings are possible at any time.  I drove into Mountain Home to the driving range at Big Creek Golf and Country Club, hit golf balls—really good for a change—and for first time felt like the lessons were paying off and that I could become a serious golfer.

After coffee and breakfast Monday morning, Kay got a call that a realtor was on the way with clients to view the house.  We hurriedly put up a few things, and were preparing to leave about the same time they showed up.  We exchanged greetings, and left for a few minutes to allow them privacy as they toured the house—the cleaning yesterday was fortuitous!  After returning home, we drove into Mountain Home and I hit golf balls again at Big Creek, and had another great practice, with mostly good hits.  So far, so good.  We have been in contact with a builder, Brandon Tedder of Rennaissance Homes, Inc. for a couple of weeks, and really like him.  A few days ago, we asked him to look at the build ability on a lot in Hot Springs Village, potentially our new place of residence when we sell the house.  He emailed tonight indicating that he was going to the Village tomorrow (Tuesday), would walk the lot, and provide feedback.  We are anxiously awaiting hearing back from heim.

Kay and I went into Mountain Home again on Tuesday, where she dropped me off to hit golf balls, while she went to Lowe’s to buy annuals—marigolds and periwinkles.  I had a good, though not great practice, but am still satisfied with progress that is being made.  Upon our return home, I “broke up” the beds while Kay planted the annuals.  We received an email from Brandon providing particulars of his waking the lot.  Since it is a lake lot, one of our questions concerns pool elevation versus building elevation, and potential for flooding.  He provided a tentative answer, but promised to have his surveyor check particulars tomorrow.  Again, we anxiously await hearing from him.  

On Wednesday, I drove into Mountain Home again to hit golf balls, and had another good, but not great practice.  We received another email from Brandon, verifying the information he provided yesterday.  With positive information at hand, we made an offer on #38 Panorama, Hot Springs Village.  Now, its wait and see if it is accepted.

Heavy rain was predicted for Thursday, and while Kay was in Mountain Home for some medical tests, I worked around the house, resetting wireless printers, updating computers, etc., then worked outside.  I planted Creeping Jenny between the large flat rocks we had placed last year as stepping stones in the back, and Lariope along the gravel path to the back faucet.  And then, I cut weeds, by hand, that had begun to grow in the septic field (the weeds were too fought for a WeedEater),—the improved golf swing came in hand swinging the weed cutter.  When Kay returned, the back of the car was full of more annuals and cypress mulch.  The hummingbirds and butterflies should really appreciate her.  I loosened the beds while she planted the annuals, and then we both spread mulch, trying to beat the rain which never came.  I saw a first of season (FOS) Baltimore Oriole at one of the hummingbird feeders, but could never get a photograph.  I played its call extensively on the iPad without results.  We wrapped up a busy day playing cards with the Todds, and enjoyed the visit.  Kay checked her email and saw that the owner had accepted our offer on #38 Panorama—another step forward towards our relocating to Hot Springs Village.

Kay had more medical testing scheduled for Friday; I dropped her off at Baxter Regional Medical Center, and continued to Big Creek where I had the best practice yet—hitting over 80% good shots.  Kay texted that she was finished with testing, I picked her up, and we stopped at Chen’s Chinese buffet for a late lunch; it was the best this year for Chen’s.  We followed lunch with an almost daily trip to Walmart for groceries; do we really eat that much?  Back at home, we napped and enjoyed the peace and quiet of Dunnhill, seeing our FOS Rose Tuesday was spent spiffing up the place Grosbeak.  It must have been a young male based on coloring and the fact that it didn’t venture too far out of the trees.  Back on the patio, the hummingbirds were going crazy, and are emptying feeders with some frequency.  Is this a good life or what!

Our routine was more of the same on Saturday.  I advised Kay that since I basically quit fishing near our house, there’s LOTS of available time to be bored, particularly with a bad dose of laziness.

Thursday through Thursday, April 17-24—Making an Offer on a Lot

On Thursday, April 17, we drove from Five Lakes Outing Club near Hughes, Arkansas, (guests of Ed and Linda Richmond) to near Maumelle for an appointment with Rennaissance Homes, Inc. to interview owner Brandon Tedder about new home construction in Hot Springs Village.  It was a great visit and we provided input on our “requirements” for a new house.  Rennaissance Homes, Inc. is seemingly a great company with good floor plans and ideas.  It is both a Green certified and Energy Star certified builder.

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After coffee and breakfast Monday morning, April 21, Kay got a call that a realtor was on the way with clients to view the Norfork house.  We hurriedly put up a few things, and were preparing to leave about the same time they showed up.  We exchanged greetings, and left for a few minutes to allow them privacy as they toured the house—the cleaning yesterday was fortuitous!  A few days ago, we asked Brandon Tedder of Renaissance Home, Inc. to look at the build ability of a house on the Lake Estrella lot in Hot Springs Village, potentially our new place of residence when we sell the house.  He emailed tonight indicating that he was going to the Village tomorrow (Tuesday), would walk the lot, and provide feedback.  We are anxiously awaiting hearing back from him.

We received an email from Brandon on Tuesday, April 22, providing particulars of his walking the lot.  Since it is a lake lot, one of our questions concerned pool elevation versus building elevation, and potential for flooding.  He provided a tentative answer, but promised to have his surveyor check particulars tomorrow.  Again, we anxiously await hearing from him.

On Wednesday, April 23, we received another email from Brandon, verifying the information he provided yesterday.  With positive information at hand, we made an offer on #38 Panorama, Hot Springs Village.  Now, it’s wait and see if it is accepted.

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Thursday, April 24, Kay checked her email and saw that the owner had accepted our offer on #38 Panorama—another step forward towards relocating to Hot Springs Village.

Sunday through Saturday, April 13-19—Friends, Kids, and Grandkids

This has been a busy week for us, and included visits with friends, and from two of our three kids and two of our three grandkids.  The week began as most of ours do with church and Sunday school on Sunday, followed by lunch at Chen’s.  On Monday, I drove into town for an X-ray on a thyroid gland.  Wayne rode in with me and we enjoyed a joy ride, driving through several Norfork Lake campgrounds on a wide-sweeping tour of the area while Kay got a pedicure.  The spring-like weather began changing in the late afternoon as yet another cold front swept in, bringing snow flurries to parts of the area.  Nothing else notable happened.

Tuesday, we traveled to Five Lakes Outing Club near Hughes, Arkansas, at the invitation of Ed and Linda Richmond.  This almost annual trip includes the Richmonds, Simanks, Dave Tefeteller and his wife, JoAnn, and us.  While John and Dave were friends previously, and John, Ed, and I were friends previously, the others of us met as a result of our annual trip to Quetico Provincial Park in Ontario, Canada, to chase smallmouth bass.  It was good getting to renew old acquaintances.  The cold front that moved in Monday brought frigid temperatures and breezy conditions Wednesday morning.  Despite these weather conditions, we fished Brushy Lake for bluegill and bass; the bluegill were not cooperative even on the full moon cycle, but a few bass took a fly I was throwing, and a lizard rigged Texas style, fished by Dave and John.  The new cook at Five Lakes Outing Club prepared both an awesome breakfast and another awesome dinner.  And, the laughter and storytelling among friends was priceless!

We departed Five Lakes Outing Club Thursday morning, traveling to North Little Rock for a brief stop at Sam’s Club to stock up on groceries, dry goods, etc. to “tide us over” for the next few weeks.  From there we drove to near Maumelle to for an appointment with Rennaissance Homes, Inc. to interview owner Brandon Tedder about new home construction in Hot Springs Village.  It was a great visit and we provided input on our “requirements” for a new house.  Rennaissance Homes, Inc. is seemingly a great company with good floor plans and ideas.  It is both a Green certified and Energy Star certified builder.  And then, we drove to Conway for my third golf lesson; I’m learning a lot, but not making much progress.  And then, finally, we drove home awaiting a visit from Harper, Jennie, and Brian who arrived about 10 PM.

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Friday, Jenny and Brian slept in, and we enjoyed the adventuresome Harper; she knows no fear and ran all over the property, even at just over 20 months.  Ridge and Karyn arrived late morning, and it was fun watching Harper and Ridge get to know each other.  An Easter egg dying station was set up on the patio for the grandkids—yeah, right!  Karyn and Jenny spent a good portion of the early afternoon cooking and dying eggs; of course, the little ones lost interest after only a few minutes.  Late afternoon was spent conducting several egg hunts, but the most popular was the glow-in-the-dark eggs Karyn made; the kids loved hunting for them.  And then, they opened them up to find glow-in-the-dark tubes that could connect to make circles for bracelets, anklets, necklaces, and crowns; we laughed until tears came when Ridge started doing a Pacific Island dance swirling the glowing loops around his wrists in the darkening evening—what a hoot!  We ended the day with a great family dinner and making s’mores over a campfire in the back “yard”.

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Ridge was up early Saturday morning, ready to play outside with grandpa DD.  It was a bit to cold and he opened the Race Car Easter basket grandma KK had set out the night before.  We raced cards until Harper awoke an hour or so later.  140419 3383She opened the princess Easter basket from grandma KK, and by then it had begun to warm outside.  

We adjourned to the patio to play and let Ridge and Harper eat breakfast on the run.  And then, we had to go inside because of intense, acrid smoke from nearby burning leaves permeating the air around us.  We coughed and all our clothes smelled of smoke, and we closed all the doors to minimize its infiltration into the house.  

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About mid-morning, Kay, Karyn, and Jenny escaped the smoke and took the kids into town for Easter Egg hunts, while Brian and I escaped by taking the bicycles to a couple of local roads, doing an 8-mile ride followed by an 11-mile ride.  The second ride between Jordan and AR Highway 5 just about did me in with almost 500 feet of elevation change.  I walked the bike up long, steep hills a couple of times on this ride!  Karyn and Ridge left mid-afternoon, Jenny and Brian walked, attempting to get Harper to sleep, and Kay and I just sort of hung out.  We spent a quiet evening, having a mixtures of leftovers and new food for dinner, and Jenny and Brian made s’mores again.

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Wednesday through Saturday, April 9-12—Hummingbirds and Butterflies

 

Having a house for sale while still living in it means that one doesn’t really have a normal life.  We always do a good job of keeping the house clean and things picked up, but everything is now really put away, and while we’re still trying to have some semblance of normality, it just doesn’t exist—more stress!  With all the activity Monday and Tuesday, Wednesday was a bit more sedate.  John and Ed invited me to fish with them, and we met at Rim Shoals about mid-morning.  It was 34.6° when we awoke, and it need to warm up several degrees before fishing.  The White River was high, and the fish were slow to take a fly.  John and Ed each caught 2 fish, and I ran the motor.   While I was gone, Kay spotted our first of year Ruby Throated Hummingbird!

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Ride Time: 1:32:48

Stopped Time: 11:22

Distance: 15.00 miles

Average: 9.70 mph

Fastest Speed: 26.45 mph

Ascent: 486 feet

Descent: 590 feet

Calories: 1004

Things in Baxter County move slowly, very slowly.  As of Thursday, the listing had not been posted on MLS.  Kay is working as hard as she can to facilitate getting that done, and she’s known in her real estate office for having all the “i’s” dotted and “t’s” crossed, but it is Baxter County!  More hurry up and wait.  I have the type of personality such that I want it done and want it done now.  Kay is my balancing act, and provides the levity our relationship needs!  Wayne and I took a great drive to southern Missouri to look at fishing spots at Bryant Creek and North Fork of the White River.    They were both high, with significant discharge, but look like some “new to me” places to fish.  Wayne has fished there before and had moderate success.  While visiting one of the campgrounds, we saw a friend of his and visited briefly with him; he was suiting up to fish with caddis flies.  Now that the Norfork has lost its appeal, and perhaps when the water goes down…  Kay and I enjoyed a nice evening sitting on the patio watching the birds, and saw a Questionmark Butterfly light in one of the cedar trees nearby.  Things are looking up!

Friday morning we had breakfast on the patio, and saw an American Lady butterfly land nearby.  It stayed put long enough for a decent photo, both closed (photo) and open showing its orange and black.  This great start to the day provided impetus for a bicycle ride and chasing butterflies—highs in the low 80s and slight breeze.  I rode along the White River, and saw five species of Swalllowtails:  Zebra Swallowtail (photo), Giant Swallowtail, Eastern Tiger Swallowtail, Black Swallowtail (photo), and Pipevine Swallowtail (photo); several Monarchs (photo); and bunches of male and female Falcated Orangetips (photo). 

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The Eastern Tiger Swallowtail has eluded photographing for several days now!  Also observed were a number of birds, including a Bald Eagle.  Here are ride stats:

Ride Time: 1:58:17

Stopped Time: 1:00:47

Distance: 18.73 miles

Average: 9.50 mph

Fastest Speed: 29.89 mph

Ascent: 790 feet

Descent: 827 feet

Calories: 1178

Friday evening, we had a delightful visit with John and Sandy, and played bridge for a couple of hours—what fun!  Maybe we can do it again sometime.

All of the bicycles had dirty, greasy chains, and Saturday was “Clean Bicycle Chains Day”.  The job got done, but not without grease and grime all over me, though I’ve learned to wear disposable gloves for chores like this.  We put the rack on the Honda, loaded the bikes, and went for a leisurely ride.  The 10-15 miles per hour wind proved formidable, but some butterflies were still flying, and I finally photographed the Eastern Tiger Swallowtail, and got a decent photo of a Pipevine Swallowtail.

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It was a successful day indeed!  Here are ride stats:

Ride Time: 1:03:33

Stopped Time: 37:44

Distance: 8.10 miles

Average: 7.65 mph

Fastest Speed: 16.15 mph

Ascent: 104 feet

Descent: 0 feet

Calories: 494

Monday and Tuesday, April 7-8—House for Sale

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We continued spring cleaning Monday morning, and Kay went into her real estate office (Gilbert Real Estate) shortly after lunch to formalize the listing to sell our house, the beloved Dunnhill.  She texted that realtors from her office would do a preview of the house tomorrow!  Panic!  I feverishly tidied up the house, stowing cameras, binoculars, computers, etc., and loaded the Expedition with oversized clothes and the Explorer with “spring cleaning” remnants t She returned after Crossroads Band practice with a FOR SALE sign.  Guess that makes it official!

First thing Tuesday morning, I erected the FOR SALE sign, and upon returning to the house, Kay and I buried a Saint Joseph statue in front of the house, and said the Saint Joseph’s prayer.  Kay began making fruit cups and cookies for the previewers.  We were supposed to be 9th on the list of houses to be previewed, and since they were leaving from MountainHome at 8 AM, we thought it would be about 11 AM before they reached Dunnhill.  WRONG!  They began arriving just after 9:30 AM.  I left while they were there, but they didn’t stay long.  By noon, it had already been a full day, and I still had a haircut to go!  We visited with Sandy, John, and Ed for a short while Tuesday evening as we had not seen them in almost 6 months.

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