My sister, niece, nephew and I visited my dad and Linda down in Las Vegas over the weekend. They live but a hop skip and jump from Red Rock Canyon National Conservation Area. After brunch and trip to a new mall (Tevana and L’Occitane YAY!) we all loaded up and did the 13-mile scenic drive with a few walking stops.
A few photographs from Ferrari Farm, off of Mill Street, that I took the other day.
My sister, who is a member of the Northern Nevada Ghost Hunters , asked me if I had a quilt that I would donate for their group fundraiser.
Since they are holding a fundraiser for the historic Fourth Ward School up in Virginia City on Halloween, October 31st, I decided to make an Irish Chain quilt with reproduction fabrics from part of the school’s time period.
RAFFLE TICKETS are 1 for $2.00 or 3 for $5.00. You can contact them at firstname.lastname@example.org.
You can also buy raffle tickets at a fundraiser they are holding for the Palomino Valley Pet Rescue on October 26th from 10am-5pm being held at ANIMAL OASIS RENO, at 1855 East Peckham Lane. There will be a bounce house, popcorn, drinks, low cost vaccinations, $10 doggie baths, and more.
Ok…going to take a few moments and bitch.
Sierra Adventures in downtown Reno…they share a store front in the Riverside Theatre building on North Sierra Street facing the Truckee River. They rent bikes, rafts/tubes, and kayaks.
Sunday, August 31st, we went to the first showing of Ghostbusters (30-Year Anniversary). Movie got out about 1:15’ish. As we come out I see a bus, loaded with tubes and rafts, parked on Sierra between the movies and Campo. Walk down the stairs to the walk and start heading west, next thing I know a guy is not two feet from me and blows his red whistle in my left ear (which is still draining fluid today) and screamed for a couple, who was still at their shop front, to “get the hell on the bus now because we’re leaving”.
First urge was to grab his whistle from his neck and shove it down his throat. But he was already half way back to his bus. So I cursed a blue streak at him. REALLY?! YOU BLOW THAT DAMNED WHISTLE WHEN THERE ARE PEOPLE AROUND YOU????
Great way to run your business, ASSHOLE!! You blow out a local’s ear AND scream at paying customers.
Saturday, on our way to our favorite spot on the Little Truckee River at Boca, we stopped off at Verdi to see if there were any blackberries still to be picked. The bears and other people picked most, but, YAY! I found enough to make 2.5 pints of juice to make jelly.
To make the juice I plopped the berries into my stainless steel pan, added water to almost the top layer of berries, and simmered until they were starting to pop. I smashed them with a potato masher then ran them through my cone sieve (found at an estate sale long time ago). I added the strained juice with pulp back through the sieve this time using cheese cloth to catch the small pieces.
I’ll be making jelly sometime this week. 🙂
My husband’s friend, Pedro, will soon be moving to Arizona and Pedro still hasn’t gone fishing out at Pyramid Lake…so they loaded up the truck yesterday and went.
I texted my friend, Reva, who has fished out there, and she suggested Wino Beach since they don’t have ladders or a boat. The two of them used mine and Lee’s poles, which have been sitting in the back of the truck for at least two years without any use (yes, I know…shameful). IE: the line was probably pretty brittle.
Lee’s first cast out was beautiful, I was told, and my nice, pretty lure made an awesome arc…and never came back.
I was told it was an offering to the Pyramid Lake Fish Gods.
I’m not buying it.
After about 15 minutes of laughing so hard that my face hurt, I told him he’s buying me a new lure.