Friday, October 5, 2018

Blustery white cap day, piano on the street, excitement in the neighborhood


When the wind kicks up the little boats look like wild toddlers, rocking and rolling on their anchors. 
The bay gets excited, white caps on a normally calm surface.

That long walkway is Taylor dock that leads to the park.  It can get dramatic when weather happens and surely will be gone when the big earth quake ( 200 years over due) shakes the PNW down to zero.  The tension is mounting, the earth trying to hold out for a better time to let loose. When it does We will be no more.  I hope I am elsewhere when that happens, I do not fancy drowning. 



Stella picked me up[ and we went to get lunch- a guy playing piano - playing very well, I must say-  sitting on a box- his days are numbered, busking with a piano on the street! Surprised his fingers moved so well and beautifully up and down the keys. It is not warm.


Patient little dog , waiting for human.

Seems there have been dog thievery shenanigans going on here, I would never leave my dog unattended. Two have been stolen this week . one has been found and the thief put into the slammer! Thanks to downtown cameras!
The other was stolen from a car, the dog was not feeling well so she was left while the human took the other dog for a hike. 
Never leave your dogs!
Heartbreaking. 

Stella brought me back home after we had solved the world's problems over lunch, Mr. Crow was waiting for me on the roof, " Human, you are late for my dinner!"

I put some food out for him and he ignored me. So pissed off.


Buck under the Rhody's ,as usual, nice afternoon for chewing, relaxing- until...


the fire Dept, and EMT showed up to care for our neighbor- they did not take him away , left with their defibrillator machine ,smiling so I trust that all is well. Buck took off.
Our neighborhood , once full of children , delightful noise, now is aged, quiet, boring - the most activity is walking to the mail box. Quite a snooze, and that is why the deer like our yard so much I reckon. 


Our Birch by the fire truck, is newly split down the center, daylight through the trunk. This will likely be it's last winter.

So, Autumn- pleasant- colorful, with it's sense of dread , up coming elections, the  damned supreme Court and the  damned GOP, whose numbers are up in spite of their horribleness. 
Tha's Umurka, folks.
All of the dumbing down and fear based campaigning has been effective.
 No news there. 
 Here we go! hang on to your hats, it's going to be bloody rocky! Your hats may be all you are left with. Jesus, Mary, and Joe, Buddha, Krishna, and Allah, fairies, angels, and Santa Clause, help us now - we beseech thee!



Thursday, October 4, 2018

Paper dolls, love them and hate them


Pinterest keeps sending me these, knowing that I love them and hate them, conflicted about paper dolls seems healthy these days, does it not. 
I share our collective  trauma, living in this country in it's death throws. ( always the optimist)- all logic and reason tossed under the bus, as they say. so, paper dolls....


When , as a child, I received paper dolls  in the post from my Aunt in Denver, a page from McCall's Magazine, I was thrilled-" oh look at all the beautiful outfits and the pretty little girl with rosy cheeks"- I could hardly wait, but every damned time I scissored off the tabs of the dresses and sometimes the curls of the girls head.

Happy... and then sad, all in one hour!
 Dressing animals seems better, because they are not fond of clothing anyway.



  ridiculous already, a lamb with a book and a purse??? A parrot with a musket?
And this crazy baby who is absolutely correct- it is silly.


Man dolls were always boring- what a snooze.


This last one is probably my favorite, at least there is some creativity going on.

speaking of paper, yesterday I went to the Assisted Woman's League, a little shop run by elder volunteers...elder, I say, I am one...anyway, I bought a package of interesting looking white balls and cones made of what they thought was styro, but I knew was pressed cotton made in Germany-  I got a deal. Now what to do with them. 

Tuesday, October 2, 2018

odd choice of coffin, a large pumpkin, ubiquitous sunflowers



This is where he died. I heard a scurrying sound one day and thought it was the squirrel trying to scamper out quickly before I came too close for comfort, as he does. I gave it no more thought, the sound stopped. Days later I emptied the fridge, cleaned the counters with bleach and Windex, a lethal combo,  emptied the trash- kept smelling a fishy sort of old shrimp odor. I checked my shoes, I checked under the sofa...Then , under the bag of peanuts in the toy box with the Masters of the Universe, there it  was. Deader than dead and oozing, blue jay. Damn! 
But now our house smells sweeter than a spa, cleaner than a clinic.

I wanted to save some of the beautiful royal blue feathers, but they were stuck tight. Sorry for it's death, looked up lifetime of blue jay and found that they are indiscriminate breeders - not life time mates. So, at least there is that. 



(guess the weight and win the pumpkin)

holy cow, you would be making pies for the rest of your days!

I walked to the grocery to get some emergency Petite Palmier, because "every bite is just right", and they are not wrong about that!  Initially I bought some for photo shoots, and, because I am trying very hard to be on a sugar free diet, I froze them. When Kavanaugh showed up, I took them out of the freezer and ate every single one. No regrets. I did have to get more, They are in the freezer- I hear them.  I must get a grip, eating an entire box of Petite Palmier is helping no one.




I bought  sunflowers, Bright and cheerful, really all I need do is walk anywhere - the sunflowers are  abundant -I could have picked many...but I like to leave the wild ones for the wild things that depend on their seeds to get through the winter.
Pumpkins are also everywhere,  also very cheerful, and silly. All shapes but mostly round , roly poly , somersaulting around parking lots, escaping their fences in front of the grocery.
Little kids choosing "their" very own  pumpkin with such pride it's like choosing a puppy!


Of course, the day after Halloween is  pumpkin carnage,  no need to think of that now. 


Choked tree, down town, deer

A choked by vine and morning glory tree that belongs to nobody. It a very tall tree threatening power lines . I reckon the city is ...