Amy's Blog : backyard

In Memoriam

Amy Unger — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 14:29:00 GMT

Summer begins on Sunday. We're expecting to see a high today of 92, with about 70% humidity. My sister, Sarah, is heading to the Phish concert at Verizon Wireless Music Center, so I must get a plug in to tell her to have fun with that - I hope the usual crowd makes an exception today and wears deodorant!

I generally do not fare well in this weather - unless I'm in the mood to be grumpy at everyone around me. Which I can't imagine why I would be. There isn't much that will get me out for an extended period of time unless it's water-related. There is a notable exception, however: raspberry picking.

Let me back up... My childhood home, which is no longer standing, sat in the middle of a wooded 8-acre plot in what is now a very busy area of Carmel, Indiana - 116th and Rangeline Road, for those of you familiar. On the edge of our woods you'd find an enormous field next to railroad tracks (now the Monon Trail), lined with hundreds and hundreds of raspberry bushes. I looked forward every year to the buckets of berries we'd collect along that field and down the tracks. No matter how much mom or dad warned, I would always eat half of what I picked, ending up with a stomach ache later in the day. Of course, I would conveniently forget that part by the next year.

It didn't matter how hot it was, and it was usually oppressive - I would be out there for hours upon hours. And if those bushes actually still existed, I would probably be out there today.

So early every summer here at Klipsch, as I park along the woods that line our back parking lot, I keep an eye on the distinctive bushes, waiting for that quick burst of memories.

The photo below is now serving as a memorial to the ripe raspberries seen here. May they rest in peace.

Ready for Summer?

Amy Unger — Tue, 17 Feb 2009 20:40:00 GMT

I am.

Our Backyard, Thawed

Amy Unger — Wed, 23 Apr 2008 14:05:00 GMT

Daily Photo

The trees out back are beginning to look so lovely, unlike this box of toothpicks from January. Almost time for Trey to start huntin' them crawdads.

Our Backyard, Frozen

Amy Unger — Thu, 31 Jan 2008 19:15:00 GMT

Daily Photo:

This picture was taken out the back window of the marketing department. As you can see, it's completely devoid of anything interesting this time of year, unless you like looking at things such as boxes of toothpicks.

I'll be taking pictures out this window periodically, so you can see how the seasons change here in the midwest in case you happen to be from somewhere that doesn't get to experience nature's mood swings. In the summer, we might be able to catch a glimpse of Trey hunting for crawdads in the winding creek below.

We're expecting buckets of snow tonight and tomorrow morning, so I'll either be posting a really pretty winter scene, or you won't hear from me at all because I'll be stranded at home...under a big blanket...playing Candyland for the millionth time.