
Purple Cone Flower (Echinacea)

Centaurea Montana Blue (Perennial cornflower)
My web hosts are supposedly in the process of upgrading their MySQL servers (if you haven’t noticed, access has been painfully slow lately). This should improve server response time. They’ll be doing the upgrade to the server where my domain is hosted on Monday morning. They say there will be about a 15 minute window when my site will be inaccessible. I think they are probably being overly optimistic, but who knows? Maybe I’ll be pleasantly surprised.
So, if you have trouble getting here on Monday, that’s why.
Okaythen! As you were, comrades!
When I clean, I find that I busy myself with one area, working until I come across something that belongs in another room. I then put that item away, and busy myself in that room, until I come across something that belongs in yet another room, at which point, the whole process begins again. In the middle of cleaning, I usually have a bunch of half-cleaned rooms, which can be daunting, but then, they all seem to magically achieve (what passes for) cleanness at the same time, which is nice.
I love this Flickr group.
Bread is kneading in the bread machine and laundry is sorted.
And, with that, I really have to go clean my house. Or, at least, I have to put a loaf of bread on to bake and clean the living room. And vacuum. And maybe clean the bathroom. It wouldn’t hurt to do a couple of loads of laundry, either. I should also start thinking about what I’m going to make for supper, but before I can do that, I need to wash the dishes and sweep the kitchen floor.
I can think of about a million things I’d rather do than any of the above.
I have another cat sitting job, starting Saturday and lasting until October 1st. It’s not fun to have to get up even earlier than I normally do, but it’ll pay for new brakes and tires, so, um, yay. And the cats are awfully sweet, which helps.
And speaking of cats…
Ms. Lea mentioned expiration dates, and I suspect that Pandora is nearing hers. She’s gotten increasingly frail and wobbly in the past year, and she sleeps about 23 hours a day. Basically, she’s finally looking and acting like an old cat. Her attitude is just as wonderful as it’s always been, though, so I’m not concerned. She’s had a good and long life, so as long as she stays happy, I won’t feel bad when she goes.
On a happier note, I pulled out some old flower photos and played around with them last night. I like the way this one turned out.
Fall is starting in earnest! There are yellow patches beginning to peek through the trees. While walking Harriet last night, there were leaves crunching under my feet, and this morning, it was so chilly that I had to run back inside for a jacket. And the sky! It’s been the most spectacular pure blue color.
I love this time of year.
I found this photo in the heaps of junk we cleared away last weekend. It was probably taken in the last year or two at the Owen County fair. I liked the scratches and the messed up exposure, so I picked it up, intending to use it in a collage. But, first, I decided that it requires faux lomo-ization.