Friday, April 13, 2012 - Elephant Butte Lake State Park, Elephant Butte NM
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New Leather iPad Brief
Two issues briefly
One. My new iPad is one slippery beast to handle. None of the many available covers and cases designed to solve that problem please me. I finally came up with a design that works for me a couple weeks back (more on that tomorrow).
Two, I still needed a case to serve as a slip case around the house and as a carry case to go wandering off to the coffee shop. I finally worked that issue out yesterday.
I ended up with a simple leather envelope with two pockets; one for the iPad and one for a small sketchbook/notebook. A flap that tucks inside around the house in slipcase mode and closes the envelope in travel mode. The leather is a piece of goatskin bookbinding leather with the rough, sueded, side out for grip.
Simple. I like it.
Night camp
Site 10 - Paseo del Rio Campground - Elephant Butte Lake State Park, Elephant Butte NM
- Verizon cell phone service - very good
- Verizon EVDO service - very good
- Find other references to Elephant Butte on this website
- List the nights I've camped here
- Go to the Elephant Butte Lake State Park website
- Get a Google map of this area
- Check the weather here
It was the Crickets
Now then: it isn't so much that one way of dying beats another, though that certainly is the case, but rather that when you KNOW the jig could be up any second or any decade -- it's the awareness that's important -- that just might make a difference. I'm like everybody else, I have these moments and then forget, lapsing back into "immortality." But there was a thing that happened in my back yard maybe 18 months before we split from Maryland that hit me as hard as seeing their president drop dead on stage must have hit those graduating seniors.
It was the crickets. I'd gone outside one warm fall evening to shut the garage door and suddenly realized I couldn't hear the crickets! No wait, I could, but only if I turned my head a certain way. Oh God, oh no: I had almost no high-frequency hearing in my right ear, or was it my left? That doesn't matter. The point is, a part of me had shut down permanently. No, it hadn't happened suddenly, but I had finally noticed, and that was hard to take. I'd never again hear crickets like I once had. Never! I walked back to the house in tears. All right, I'm sensitive. But I understood at once what all this meant.