Me Too

I had to copy SAJ and CC.

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You Are an Ingrid!

You are an Ingrid -- "I am unique"

Ingrids have sensitive feelings and are warm and perceptive.

How to Get Along with Me

• * Give me plenty of compliments. They mean a lot to me.


• * Be a supportive friend or partner. Help me to learn to love and value myself.


• * Respect me for my special gifts of intuition and vision.


• * Though I don't always want to be cheered up when I'm feeling melancholy, I sometimes like to have someone lighten me up a little.


• * Don't tell me I'm too sensitive or that I'm overreacting!

What I Like About Being an Ingrid

• * my ability to find meaning in life and to experience feeling at a deep level


• * my ability to establish warm connections with people


• * admiring what is noble, truthful, and beautiful in life


• * my creativity, intuition, and sense of humor


• * being unique and being seen as unique by others


• * having aesthetic sensibilities


• * being able to easily pick up the feelings of people around me

What's Hard About Being an Ingrid

• * experiencing dark moods of emptiness and despair


• * feelings of self-hatred and shame; believing I don't deserve to be loved


• * feeling guilty when I disappoint people


• * feeling hurt or attacked when someone misundertands me


• * expecting too much from myself and life


• * fearing being abandoned


• * obsessing over resentments


• * longing for what I don't have

Ingrids as Children Often

• * have active imaginations: play creatively alone or organize playmates in original games


• * are very sensitive


• * feel that they don't fit in


• * believe they are missing something that other people have


• * attach themselves to idealized teachers, heroes, artists, etc.


• * become antiauthoritarian or rebellious when criticized or not understood


• * feel lonely or abandoned (perhaps as a result of a death or their parents' divorce)

Ingrids as Parents

• * help their children become who they really are


• * support their children's creativity and originality


• * are good at helping their children get in touch with their feelings


• * are sometimes overly critical or overly protective


• * are usually very good with children if not too self-absorbed

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My Little Part

I know I may whine and complain about my job sometimes but it really is a very cool job. In these parts of the woods the wind farms are a very big deal, they even brought the town of Wasco back from the brink of nothingness. So even though I may have to walk 75 miles a week during the migration seasons(which has made me skinnier than I have ever been and well toned too), I am involved in something that is huge. Not only are these wind farms known throughout the state of Oregon and probably Washington too, they are good for both the economy and the environment. On top of all that every once in a while (more recently due to the start of the next phase) you get to see the turbines being shipped to the building sites, by way of downtown Wasco, drive by. The turbines are a sight to see in themselves. Each blade is 120 feet long and I could probably drive my car through the base of the tower without scraping the sides. I really like working for WEST Inc. too. They carry out projects and studies that are right up my alley, if I can only get hired on permanently.
The above is a sticker I got to mark my time here on my Nalgene bottle and the one below is the best I could get in real life to the sticker. That's Mount Hood in the background.

Well time to watch some Battlestar Galactica, talk at ya later.

Pictures

I haven't blogged in a while cause I just don't have much to tell. Work is good, things are still busy here since we are still on the fall migration period and the bats get cuter with every one I find. I have been taking some neat pictures which I will share with you.

Here's a pretty cute Silver Haired Bat.


A few weeks ago I took a trip out to Portland and decided to take a 9 mile detour on the Old Highway 30 which took me high above the Gorge and gave me some very stunning views. This is one.


This one is of the moonrise I was able to catch on my way back from my weekly trip to The Dalles. Spectacular behind the sagebrush!


Just a few days later I got this sunrise with the turbine. I believe it was during some heavy wildfires which is probably why it is so pretty. The air out here is so clean the sunrises and sunsets are no where as beautiful as the ones in California.


This is of a Mule Deer and her baby. I was trying to get a picture of them laying down in the wheat stubble but I spooked her and they ran away a bit before turning to look at me.


I thought this was a cool picture. One of the turbines is turned off, for maintenance or something, while the other is still on. You can see the different angles the blades are to catch the wind or let the wind slide by. The one on the right is off.


These are some tie dyed daises I bought myself to brighten up my room a little. I have wanted to do this on my own for a while but never got around to making the mess it would require and they are just as good from the store.

Harvest

Yay!! It's finally harvest time. Well actually it started last week and will continue for about 3 more weeks but it has started. This is a combine used for harvesting and is very large. This huge smile on my face is because I will soon no longer have to walk through wheat that is up to my waist and chest and just forget about seeing anything I step on before I step on it. From here on out I predict the hardest obsticle to work with out here will be more plowed dirt and lots of squishy mud.
Here is a picture of a very pretty wildflower I ran across a few days ago.

It's been a while

This is the view from Turbine 55. Everytime it comes time to walk this turbine I look down on the John Day River and wish I could jump in the river for a quick refreshing swim. So I finally asked around and found out how to get down there. Just before the 4th of July it was in the upper 90's here and the road to the river was right by the turbines I was walking that day, so I decided to drive down for a swim. However, the night before we had a rather spectacular lightening storm and on my way down I ran into this. I got part of the way down but decided to turn back so as not to get stuck in case the fire jumped the road. A few days later I went down again and the river is a rather nice place for a picnic but I forgot to take pictures. The road was a bit soft in places due to the water trucks but Betsy made it no problem.
Last Friday I went back to T-55 so I could get a comparison picture and this is what I got. It's not the best but it's hard to get a good idea of what is going on but all the grassland below the winter wheat is black and gone. The view from the river was much more revealing.

Just another environmental note on the area, all the crop trees in Hood River have no fruit due to the lack of bees. Since I am quite the fruit eater this a shame for me. Speaking of crops, this is a sign I came across a few weeks back. Guess what kind of biosolids they are talking about. That's right, human! I find it quite discusting but they get paid to use it so I guess if I were them I would too. By the way last Friday I walked 28,670 steps at work.

Sister!!!

So En came up here to visit me on her road trip about a week and a half ago. We had a good time even though there isn't much to do here. We went for a walk at Celilo Park and found some rainbow colored rocks and had a pizza, movie and red wine night. The next day I took her and Aris to the turbines and as you can see it was windy, I don't think Aris liked it too much,

stopped at a spooky house (which we had to explore) and took a walk near one of the draws.
Not too exciting but it was wonderful having a familiar face to hang out with!

Spring

Here it is the day before Cinco de Mayo and it finally feels like what I consider to be spring weather. Of course I'm a little biased to the warmer temperatures but the flowers were only a few weeks ahead of me.

Speaking of flowers I took some pictures of some wildflowers in the area and the sagebrush around here.

The sagebrush here looks much more healthy than the bushes in Idaho that I worked in most likely due to the cattle out there. They are supposed to be tall and bushy like the ones in my picture.


Don't the tulips out in the picnic yard look so pretty. They are a nice thing to wake up to, so happy and cheery.