My Longkang

Another beautiful Sunday, and Jellina and I did some gardening. The temperatures were near 100 F. and she was dressed for 50 F. She is aware of the sun’s damage and likes to maintain her skin nice and fair. Me, I get sunburned 3 times a week. The focus was to be on the grapes, but the pine tree branches near the grapes are a bit low in some places, so Jellina took drastic action and pruned them. In my defense, I had to clean up the branches. Notice the effort and grimace. Maybe she was imagining cutting off something else?

The grapes are coming along very well and should be ready in mid-August. Jellina prunes the branches without grapes to make the branches with grapes much sweeter. We have 3 different varieties, and they are all eating grapes, not the type you would use for wine. I am really looking forward to when they are ripe. We use a drip system to water them, so the ground away from the grapes gets very dry in the summer heat

The grapes currently are only the size of a bean in a pod, but in another month they will be 4 times this size and ready to eat. I would guess we harvest at least 10 kilos. We hope to add more grapes next year.

-Flyfisher-

So I am working in my office again, and I see a pony in my yard. I look again, and I have three ponies in my yard. They are quite tame, and you can pet them. They also like carrots and will eat them out of your hand. I asked Jellina (my sweet wife) did she order ponies off the internet? She said no, but I’m suspicious. This has been a funny year. Deer, beavers, lynxes, raccoons, geese, llamas and now ponies. I’m hoping for an elephant next.

So, an update on the ponies. My neighbor who lives behind me had her daughter visit, and she brought her ponies. They let the ponies out in their pasture, but the ponies decided to look around the neighborhood instead and ended up at my place. I thought for sure there was a link to the Llama, but no, the Llama is still a mystery

Last Friday afternoon, I was working at my desk, and a guy with a rope went running through my backyard. My backyard faces the river, and I live down a one lane private road, off the highway. No one really can wander down here easily. I went out the door to figure out what was going on. The mystery man with the rope was no where to be found. I went back to work.

About 15 minutes later, my neighbor called in a bit of a panic. A large Llama was in her yard, and she didn’t know what to do. Did my Llama go missing? What? I don’t have a Llama. I went to investigate. A large Llama was wandering around her yard. It stood at least 7 feet tall.

The sheriff arrived, and so did another neighbor. We became Llama wranglers. I have watched many John Wayne movies and I knew what to do. I walked up to the Llama, and said “This neighborhood isn’t big enough for the two of us!”. The Llama just ate some grass and looked at me. The sheriff was sure someone would report a missing Llama. He suggested we give it a bucket of water, and just let it be. He would come back in the morning to check on the Llama. In the morning, the Llama was gone, and we have not seen it since. There has been a rumor that the Llama ran off with a chicken, to live in the woods and be left alone to enjoy their illegal love. True? You decide.

Who was the guy with the rope? What really happened to the Llama? I think we will never know.

-Flyfisher-

I really like summer Sundays, especially if I can get my wife, Jellina, to come outside and garden or go on the river in the boat, or pick blackberries or grapes from our yard. The trees here give Jellina terrible allergies, especially the cottonwood. As a result, it can be hard to get her out. It can also be quite hot, and the sun bright. She covers up, and I just run around in shorts and a t-shirt. Below is a picture of her working on the roses, with a jacket, though the temperature was over 80F.

We pruned the roses (over 50 bushes), and added fertilizer and a weed preventer, and then mulch to help with moisture. After we finished, we were very tired, but I think the roses looked better and give the house a neat appearance.

Next Sunday we will probably work on the grapes. They do quite well here, and in the area we live in, there are many wineries, some making very expensive, world class wines. This is a link to many of the wineries. Del Rio is the closest, and one of the best. We have about 150 feet of grapes. This is a small stretch of them in the side yard, though hard to see. You prune them to bare roots every year, and then they grow back very large with big green leaves and bunches and bunches of sweet grapes.

I really love summer. We put the boat in Sunday also, and I went fishing Sunday evening.

- FlyFisher

It is finally acting like summer here, sunny in the high 70’s
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Hi every body,

It has been some time since I contributed anything here. I still haven’t had a chance to go out in the boat. It is still in the 50s when the temperature should be reaching 80 degrees Fahrenheit.
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Hi! I am Flyfisher.

UFC is MMA (Mixed martial arts). Everyone is crazy about it here. Not fake like wrestling. Not many Asians. Some from Japan, some from Korea. They have a tough time though. The best fighters are from the US and Brazil.

It is three 5 minute rounds, mixed martial arts. Only rules are, no kicking a downed opponent, no hits to back of head (spine), no groin kicking. Chokes allowed. 3 taps means you give up (fights over). You can win by knockout, submission (3 taps), or decision.

They also have submission holds (chokes, arm bars, knee bars)

I was tagged by coolku Instruction:
Remove ONE of the questions from below and add in your own personal question, make it a total of 20 questions. Then, tag 8 people (let’s see how’s the lucky in your list and list them out in the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.
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Guest Blogger (Fly Fisher)

Who is Fly Fisher?

My wife is from Sibu, but we live in Southern Oregon in the U.S. We have a house in Sibu that my wife’s family lives in. We built it new in 1997. We go back to Sibu every few years, when we can. We both enjoy reading Sibuian and Malaysian blogs to keep in touch with all things Malaysia. As you can imagine, life in Southern Oregon is very different from Sibu. As in all towns, it some ways better and some ways not. Sibu has better food, for instance. We used to live in San Francisco, where the Asian food is fantastic.

Life on the Rogue River

We live on the Rogue River, so much of our life revolves around the river, and for me, fly fishing. I even taught fly casting once in Sibu. We live in a very rural area, kind of in the middle of nowhere. Here is a picture of the back of our house that faces the river.

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