I wouldn’t yet assign blame for the total structural failure to Chudo’s (nee Buster’s) hiding place to this morning’s 4.4 earthquake, but of course I would stop everything I’m doing and use whatever I have available — in this case a pair of small hinges — to put it back together so she can get …
As found peeking up through some backyard blades of grass near the hammock stand (click for the bigger picture):
I knew upon leaving the house yesterday morning the high winds would undoubtedly bring down a substantial measure of the fronds from the smaller of our two backyard palms, which has been long overdue the attentions of a tree trimmer. Sure enough when I got home last night I found that the blustery day-long blowings …
That the Coca-Cola bottle I unearthed Sunday had been buried about a foot beneath the surface of the frontyard for a minimum of a decade was a given, since that’s when Susan bought the house and nothing’s been dug up or buried there since then. But of course I wanted more specifics as to how …
In addition to the broken window, another project I’ve long been meaning to do is widen the narrow section of slopeing walkway at the top of the steps. Seriously there’s only been a couple feet of width between the planter box and the lantana hedge bordered by some river rocks where the concrete meets the …
In the backyard on poop scooping duty yesterday morning I came upon the carnage. All that was left strewn along the dirt near the hammock were wings of a butterfly that had met its doom. It’s assailant unknown. I guess there may be people out there who go their entire lives not getting to hold …
I haven’t done much in the way of sunflower patch updates or pix recently because, well… as we know all good things must come to an end, and the last week or so has seen our sunflower beauties fading as they come to the various ends of their days. Right now there are several of …