Return to Lilac time

If you’ve hung around the front porch long enough you know by now my sentimental attachment to the lilac. In this year without a spring it took them awhile to bloom, but they are out in full, fragrant, force now. All over town their lovely scent is wafting through the air.

Last night I took advantage of a break in our biblical rains to mow the lawn and was reminded yet again how quickly nature encroaches on our orderly little world. It seems like summers are spent beating back the attempts of mother earth to reclaim our little plot of land. The other 9 months of the year are spent hunkered inside our little fortresses against the weather’s attempts to kill us.

Am I just getting paranoid in my old age? Letting the dogs out the other morning they spooked a deer that was standing in the backyard, and she bounded off through the bushes, her white tail waving goodbye. The next day the same deer attacked our neighbors Boxer in their back yard and had to be beaten off of her by the neighbor. Add in the “extreme” weather lately and I’ve come to the conclusion that nature really is out to get us.

Then I wake up on a morning like this with the yard still wet from the previous night’s storm, and sunlight streaming through the trees, and think it’s all in my head. How could sweet nature, the giver of the bountiful lilacs outside the bedroom window possibly be trying to kill us? Sure she may be high maintenance, but isn’t it worth every little tantrum and demand of mother nature, just to look into her face on mornings like this?

Yes, nature is a woman. At turns stormy, and lovely, her fierce blue eyes penetrate our soul and demand the very best we have to give. We can spend a lifetime in her service and still come away thinking that we are the lucky ones.

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Back home again…

OK folks, this is the last boring post about the Indy 500. I promise. Well, at least until next May. In fact, I’m already counting the days to next years race. Some quick stats, and then the pics:

2nd row – Parked 30 feet from the exit gate in Lot 3G again this year.

$6 – The cost of a Track Tenderloin sandwich at IMS. Worth. every. penny.

35 mpg – Average fuel mileage for my Mazda 6 on the 1,100 mile round trip.

Average Race Speed – 187 mph (a new record)

Number of lead changes during race – 68. (one out of every 3 laps!)

250,000 people – Estimated attendance

68 degrees – temperature at race time (24 degrees cooler than last year)

5 minutes – Time from getting in car, to exiting the lot.

10 hours – Total drive time from Indianapolis to Minneapolis.

Sunrise at IMS

Sunrise at IMS

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Crowd mulling about outside the garage of A.J. Foyt Racing

Crowd mulling about outside the garage of A.J. Foyt Racing

wheeling car to tech inspection

wheeling car to tech inspection

The Gordon Pipers

The Gordon Pipers

Someday this will be our view of the race...

Someday this will be our view of the race…

Cars lined up on grid before race

Cars lined up on grid before race

View from our seats

View from our seats

Pit stops during race

Pit stops during race