Begun in 2020 as Pandemic Quarantine Diary, and now it's whatever strikes my fancy.
Thursday, June 23, 2022
What is it?
It's growing in the space that used to be a vegetable garden, and which now plays host to whatever can get its roots established. That includes naturally-occurring weeds and grains that sprout from uneaten bird seed. I don't think this is related to either of those, though. Time to call on Google Images.
Later: OK, everyone who had Solanum rostratum may come pick up your prize, namely: my eternal admiration. Now, how about that insect perched on top of it?
"Specialization is for insects."
This whole thing started a couple of nights ago, when I sat down on my rocker-recliner and found that the first half of that description no longer applied.
I turned over the chair and saw only powdered padding and copious amounts of cat hair. Remembering that I'd found a chair repairman a few years ago, I dug out the man's business card and prepared for another unexpected hundred-dollar expense.
But last night, I looked again with a brighter light and saw a bar crossing the front of the chair. At one end, a bolt and nut held some mechanism in place. At the other end was a hole where a similar bolt and nut belonged. The two pieces of the broken bolt lay under the half-connected mechanism.
So I decided to go to the nearby hardware store and pick up a replacement bolt, and use the nut from the broken old one. It looked doable, in other words.
This morning, I worked until 11:45 and came downstairs to find this half-grown rabbit outside our front door, enjoying the clover.
Tuesday, June 21, 2022
Just in time for the summer equinox
Sunday, June 19, 2022
New Arrivals
Saturday, June 18, 2022
Chicory: The Return
First came violet season, then Dame's Rocket (the official name for faux phlox) and wisteria, and in the last day or so the chicory began to appear.
To get home from Tabby's Place, I drove west on route 12, then took the river road to Milford and crossed the free bridge into PA. As I stopped before turning onto the river road, I saw to my right multiple wildflowers and made a hard right into the parking lot of a Chinese restaurant.
In addition to chicory, there was daisy fleabane, and a yellow flower I couldn't identify. All this was growing next to a bright red fire hydrant. All the color stopped me in my tracks and fit the description of a picture I couldn't not take.
The sun was providing good light, but a strong spring wind made it impossible to be sure that any image would turn out clear. Just hit it and hope. I'll have to drive this way and look for it again next time.
Monday, June 13, 2022
These are the good old days
Sunday afternoon, we all met at the Longhorn Steakhouse on Grape Street to celebrate Diana's 18th birthday.
They had re-gifted us a $100 Longhorn card at Xmas, so we were ahead of the game going in. But everyone ordered a 6-ounce filet, plus two appetizers, with drinks, and a chocolate lava cake afterward. With the tip, a fraction short of the 18% on the slip of paper, it still cost $150 out of pocket. Five people, $250.00 of food and drink. Whoa.
$75 to fill the gas tank, $300 a month for internet/cable/Tivo, and it's a good thing I'm still working.
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