Tuesday, October 30, 2007

'Tis the night before Hallow'een...

The cat brought in a giant, spotty slug and left it on the sofa where I would poke it thinking it was some sort of scrap of fabric... only to find it was a giant, spotty slug with its head chewed off.

There were giant things rustling in the reeds as the dog and I nervously walked to the street lamp around the corner. Neither she nor I wanted to linger tonight. Rustle, rustle, rustle. More scary to imagine what it was--nine-foot tall psychopath? zombie deer? baskerville hound??? inflatable Grim Reaper gone walkabout???-- than to see (soft-eyed doe deer??? raccoon???)

Back home, footsteps followed us--heavily--up the stairs.

The cat needs to go on a diet, again.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Patterns in the sand

Sunday evening, at Smith Point beach. Feels like forever and yesterday since I was here. There is a four-foot drop where the storm fought the sand: scoured away or pushed up onto the beach or both. No doubt it will smooth itself back down within a couple of weeks, but this evening it is a shock.

The tide as far out as I have seen it here. Big shells for collection. Few people, distant along the shoreline.

On the dunes, the wind has made patterns in the sand. Ripples like water. Circles where dry seeweed, trapped by one end, has blown round and round. Holes like footprints around each pebble, scrap of wood, or never-disappearing cigarette end. Footprints made monstrous: a small dog's tracks, tiny gap between each, has become a great dane tiptoeing a couple of inches at a time.

The sun setting in a wind-cleared sky. The trees are red.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Autumn sunrises

The sun is getting out of bed further-and-further south. It reflects off the clouds, it reflects off the water. It's still bright, and it's still warm when it's shining. The sky is big above the horizon today, pale turquoise, faded at the edges.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Happy cat

She was asleep like this for hours...

Reeds in autumn



The reeds are flowering--all these heads of shiny silvery seeds, no wonder they spread for miles and miles and miles. There is a small run-down house right next to the beach, with a fenced-in yard. The heads of the reeds stand, inside the fence, higher by about a foot or even two. I suppose that if you open the gate, all you will see is the stems of the reeds.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

The marshes are red


There is a plant out there that is turning red as autumn advances. Like trees' leaves turn to red and gold, this whole plant is doing the same.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Poppies, lupins foxgloves and lilies-of-the-valley

They all arrived in a cardboad box, desperately in need of planting. I was not ready. The borders have not been prepared. So I have planted them in little gaps in the raised garden border, hoping I'll remember where they are, hoping they will root and flourish there in the sandy soil--and then I will replant them later when they are stronger.

So:

- Lily-of-the-valley are in front of the pond
- Three foxglove plants at the rear of the left-hand border, near the small box
- Lupins are in the old herb garden mixed in with the purple cone flowers
- Various oriental poppies (Turkulis, Laurens Lilac, Royal Wedding, Queen Alexander, Prince of Orange and Brilliant Red) are mostly in the right-hand border, and in the front right corner, but also one in the right corner near the pond and a couple in front of the pond.

I hope I recognise them when they grow leaves!

Monday, October 08, 2007

Painting painting painting

I have started painting the hall. It's a shade from Behr called Wanderer. I alternate between calling it Duck Poo or Slime. It's really really different. One coat of tinted primer, plus two coats of paint so far, and it's still a little streaky, especially in the corners where the roller can't get (but where it can scrape the previously-painted wall). One more coat should do it (famous last words...) It's the back wall of the entry hall, so what you'll see when walking in is this startling colour plus a bright white pillar at the bottom of the stairs.

I gave in and called a painter to help with the "great room". After looking at the height of the ceiling, and the seven little windows that are impossible to reach from my step ladder, and all the other painting I have to do, and all the furniture and stuff still stuck in bedrooms and bathrooms, I decided that the credit card could handle another 1000$ . And so by tomorrow evening, all the floors, ceiling and window trims will be done. Then all I have left to do is paint the doors, buy the skirting board and door trims and install and paint them, and rearrange the furniture.

It feels good :-)

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Stirring up a hornet's nest

They are swarming outside the office. Yuck. I do not like wasps. I do not like hornets. I can admire their "beauty" and the wonder that is nature BUT I feel as much for wasps as some people do for snakes and/or spiders (which I don't mind at all).

Call is in to pest control guy. I hope he's another Spiderman.