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Category Archives: garden
Opossum and bunny have been hanging out in the yard for long stretches of time just sitting there nibbling or whatever they do in the middle of the night. One time I pulled 147 clips from the camera after only 3 days. I love them but it takes a long time to go through 147 clips. Skunky has only shown up once in the last several weeks – I hope that’s not because there’s a litter of skunkies under the shed. Mousey ran through the other night.
Lots of raccoon shots. At least one comes through every night.
The other day I was out in the yard trying to get the spring weed jungle situation under control.
The blue jays recognize me as peanut lady and they hang out on the power lines and fly around my general vicinity to make sure I know they are there.
I put their peanuts on the Spool of Destiny so they were landing there, too.
Who should show up but Noah, the next door cat, strolling casually through the yard. Blue jay flew to the spool, spotted the cat and blasted out the blue jay screech of warning as it zoomed back to the overhead wires.
I called to Noah to leave the birds alone and he came over to me to get petted — the cat who goes out of his way to completely ignore me suddenly wanted my attention.
I finally remembered to get all the squash and pumpkins together and take a photo.
This is quite a crop. At least three of those by themselves would be plenty to get us through the season.
Yet still, I mourned for a couple I had to compost already because they got a little rotten. So greedy.
This frog hangs out somewhere around the house and is so loud – it cracks me up every time it gets going.
Isn’t this how frogs look for a mate? How can I help this little guy out?
This is now the third time I’ve caught the coyote on camera so I guess we’re part of his rotation. And smart move for him seeing how many animals we have running around back there. (Also, I think he left us a turd back there.)
Yesterday bunny showed up. I haven’t caught him on camera for awhile.
I do consistently get Stinky but haven’t seen the family. I put the water bucket away and I have some motion lights out there so maybe they are doing their job?
But also who knows what’s going on in the back half of the yard. Maybe I’ll put the camera back there again. I need to research other ways of mounting the camera. We don’t have anything to strap it to back there.
There’s always a moment in August when you realize that summer has turned the corner. The days are getting a teeny bit shorter. When the sun is down there is a coolness in the air.
When you’re young and in school, this is a sad moment because you can see summer is going to end soon. But now I like that moment.
My pumpkin/squash crop is incredible this year. I better check the freezer and see how much we have left from last year. Time to eat pumpkin.
I don’t know how well you can see from this but there are four stinkies in this clip. Try fullscreen.
I am escalating my non-harm measures to encourage them to leave. I don’t know what I’ll do if that’s not successful.
One idea online was to trap them. WHAT? And then what? Put an agitated skunk in my car? I don’t think that’s a good idea.
Here’s a story from when I returned from Orleans.
My neighbor texted asking if I wanted figs. “SO SO SO many figs,” she said.
She was not exaggerating. Their tree went nuts and we’d already eaten all the ones from our tree.
They picked me a GINORMOUS bowl. It was Sunday night after a long day of driving and unpacking.
I set aside enough for snacking and a salad and chopped the rest, added a boat of sugar and put in the fridge.
Monday I came home from work and made and canned jam.
Spontaneous canning is not a thing that I do but we can’t let figs go to waste. The result looks a bit runny but I’m sure will taste great on yogurt or ice cream. The uncanned bit that we’ve been eating this week is delicious.
Our office building is getting more people back to work but earlier in the year when there were very few of us, I made friends with one of the security guys.
I was in the mailroom and this door that says “No Admittance” or “Technical Only” or something like that opened and startled me. The security guy came out and let me see inside. He’d carved out a tiny break area around the building innards. One chair, small table, and tiny microwave.
The kind of conversations you would never have in the before times. I think I already wrote how I’ve befriended my bus drivers.
These are my lemon cucumbers I started on the windowsill. How do you think they’re doing? I keep watering them.
Look at my giant tomato!
HAHA. I got that tiny tube of toothpaste last time I was at a hotel and I’ve been saving it to use for scale when I photograph my garden bounty. You’ll be seeing it again.
The other morning these two raccoons came through late. Looks like a mom and young one? Look how the smaller one hangs back, like he’s ready to go to bed, why are we running around in the daylight?
They hung out long enough to get a drink and bath and look cute for the camera.
After this clip there was one more of them wandering into the hedge.
One afternoon I got on the bus with a driver I’ve never seen before.
The bus AC was weak. Only enough to keep us from roasting but it wasn’t cool on the bus. This is unusual because if it’s more than 60 degrees and the sun is shining the bus is usually freezing with cold air blasting from every corner.
There were three women on the bus and one man. As soon as the man sat down he started grumbling about the AC. He changed seats three times and then complained out loud and then marched to the front of the bus where he berated the bus driver.
The women all sat in our seats and read our books.
Then the man returned to his seat which was the seat behind me and he called customer service and complained some more. He said the bus driver didn’t know what he was doing, that he wasn’t communicating, that he wouldn’t answer his questions about the AC. He also demanded that the bus turn around and take him back to the transit mall.
He may have been onto something in terms of the bus driver not knowing what he was doing because he drove the wrong route and stopped in downtown where Mr. Complainer signaled that he wanted to exit. Then he went to the front of the bus and complained again and said he was getting off the bus to wait for another bus.
So he exited into 98 degree heat to wait for another bus rather than sit on the bus another 10 minutes and get to his stop.
In the last couple of days a squirrel has discovered a rich food source under the bird feeders. Every time I look out there he’s parked under there. There are also some larger birds that can’t fit on the feeder that pick up some snacks there.
I had this brilliant idea that I would set up the trail cam to get some shots of the squirrel and the birds.
I ended up with 8 hours of clips of nothing but waving flowers and a dead battery. (It wasn’t 100 degrees. The camera was in direct sun.)
This morning I got up and saw the bucket was turned over so I brought the camera card in to see who the mischief maker was. There is no clip of the bucket toss, instead there was this.
I have never seen any sign or hint of a skunk in our neighborhood.
What next!?! I can’t wait to be surprised. I hope it’s Bigfoot.
Did I ever write about my dilemma with old letters?
Hm, well I just did search and turned up a brief post from almost 20 years ago about this very same box of old letters.
I don’t hang on to a lot of stuff but I have a hat box of old cards and letters. Some from friends, old boyfriends, family.
I was looking at the old boyfriend letters and trying to decide what to do with them. I do not want them. I do not want to throw them away. I thought I might read them and then throw them away and after one paragraph I do not want to read them.
At some point in time they will be trash, why not now?
Maybe the next step to death cleaning is to hire people to throw away things you know you don’t want but don’t want to be responsible for trashing yourself. (See also: ancient stuffed animals.)
I tried an experimental exercise and chose a few letters from a guy I met in Cancun in 1989. The letters are HILARIOUS. Not in a cringey way but in a — this guy was clever and funny. I can’t throw them away. I don’t need to keep them.
I have no answers.
After joking about accidentally erasing some of my zillions of photos, I accidentally erased a bunch of tulip photos. The tulips are looking a little grim at this point so this may be it for tulip photos. Which is hilarious because how many tulip photos doI need?
Normally this tree looks pretty for about 30 minutes and then it rains and the wind blows and that’s that. This year it looked lovely for days. We both commented we couldn’t remember when it looked so pretty. It still looks nice as the flowers fade.
I bought a gadget online and they sent me a total of 10 emails for the transaction starting when they got my order and finishing when it was delivered. I’m surprised it’s only ten because it felt like a lot more. Still, 10 is at least 7 more than I need. I don’t need to know when it’s out for delivery especially since that seems to be a meaningless phrase.
Sometimes they tell you it’s out for delivery and you don’t get it for days.
Did I ever write about my kickstarter I did? It was advertised as perfume that smells like space. Here’s a story about it. It was only like, $30, and some of the money was supposed to be donated to stem programs.
It never arrived. If you go to the kickstarter page you can still buy it, the price has gone up and there are thousands of furious comments from people who never got their eau de space. I thought the comments were sort of hilarious – “I hope these scumbags rot in hell.” Someone else suggested a class action suit.
I can’t believe they can still collect money for this. What a great scam. It’s not worth my energy and aggravation to pursue any further. I paid $30 for nothing. How many lessons do we learn in this life that cost more than that?
Check this out — a coyote in the backyard. I know we have them in the neighborhood but never thought we would have one in the yard.
I worried about bunny but he showed up the last two nights so he’s okay for now.
There are additional clips here. You can see him check out that hole in the hedge — I’ve seen all the critters: raccoons, oppossum, bunny, and cats disappear in there.
Gorgeous day out. I am going to do yard work.