Things are weird in my garden right now, and not just because of the weather. The inside of one of my hoses collapsed (how does that happen?!). And this iris has been lying, beheaded, on the pavement for 3 DAYS without wilting. It’s like the laws of physics are reinventing themselves!
I will have you know it’s difficult to write a story when the voices of Ross and Rachel from Friends insist on being the mental-voice narrators. Though, they’re maybe a little better than Scrooge McDuck, who was more often the hazard when my kids were little. But still, very disruptive!
Got another reminder today that the story needs to start with the most important info first. I got turned around on the one I’m working on because the setting is contemporary. But the story itself is still speculative fiction, so the spec.fic. element does still need to exist right up front. Thank goodness. I was really struggling there.
Oiy. My hips are so tired and sore from a day of couch shopping. But then, I do seem to have reached an age where shopping injuries are now a thing.
I climbed a mountain for my birthday! and on purpose this time (which is a lot more fun than the other way). (Okay, so we hiked a mountain for my birthday, but with a 3200 ft elevation gain, I feel like I’m allowed to classify that as ‘climbed’.)
…so, at the moment turning on my bathroom fan sounds like I’ve just started up a lawn-mower over my head. So subtle!
Last weekend I spent 5 hours patching a bedsheet. Yes, I know, my intense party lifestyle astounds. To be fair, I hadn’t intended to spend 5 hours at it, but I’d already patched this sheet a lot over the years, and it needed something of an overhaul to hope I could get it to limp along longer than just one or two more cycles. Here’s a picture of one section of it, on my side of the bed. Have I…
The once-a-year bounty of pears this year has been particularly bountiful. Here are some of them, getting ready to be made into pearsauce.
Meet Hawk. Hawk may or may not have followed us home from the garden center, where we first noticed it by its shadow circling by overhead. After nonchalantly devouring its meal on our deck, Hawk flew off to sit in a tree.
Actual quote from my vampire husband: “The sun is out–Aagh!” Separately: It seems I have a two-headed tulip in my garden (which also looks a bit vampiric).