I was eating wasabi peas last night, and Harriet asked for one, so I let her try them. I figured she’d spit it out, which she did, with wrinkled nose and lips. And then she picked it up again. And then she spit it out again. And then she picked it up again and ate it. I gave her another one, and she repeated the whole song and dance a second time. Then a third time.
Today, she’s down to just spitting them out once or twice, but she’s still eating them. Weirdo.
The wind begun to rock the grass
Emily Dickinson
The wind begun to rock the grass
With threatening tunes and low,—
He flung a menace at the earth,
A menace at the sky.
The leaves unhooked themselves from trees
And started all abroad;
The dust did scoop itself like hands
And throw away the road.
The wagons quickened on the streets,
The thunder hurried slow;
The lightning showed a yellow beak,
And then a livid claw.
The birds put up the bars to nests,
The cattle fled to barns;
There came one drop of giant rain,
And then, as if the hands
That held the dams had parted hold,
The waters wrecked the sky,
But overlooked my father’s house,
Just quartering a tree.
This little guy was sitting next to my patio, eating grass like it was spaghetti. I am dead of cute!
One year ago today, I brought two naughty kittens into my home. They immediately commenced to turning everything upside-down and inside-out, like it was their job. And I suppose it is.
A narrow band of rain moved through this afternoon, along with gusting wind. I was sitting at my desk, watching the trees toss and the sheets of rain swirl around, and thought maybe I’d take a short video of it. (I’m always amazed at how loud the traffic is, to be audible on the 3rd floor. The rain, too. It was pouring hard.)
It poured rain earlier this afternoon, and then everything was quiet for awhile. At sunset, I looked out the patio window and saw some amazing mammatus clouds to the northeast.
There were squirrels out on the patio, and Harriet wanted one. I love the way she wiggles her nub when you talk to her. The woo-wooing at the end was a bonus.
I love that you can hear the sparrows cheeping over the sound of the wind.
I posted this to Facebook, but I think if everyone on the planet watches it, the world will be a much improved place, so I’m posting it here, too.
I’m finishing up NaNoWriMo, so I’ve got a few hours of writing to do this afternoon. Ugh. But I should be able to complete it this time around, which will feel nice. And then tomorrow, my creative life will be my own again. I’m contemplating doing an art-a-day for December. We’ll see. I don’t want to commit to it just yet.
In other news, Miss Brown went to the vet his morning. Her skin infection is back, including sore, itchy paws, sore, itchy belly, and infected ears. Sadcakes. The vet gave her a two week course of ketoconazole, which will hopefully get things under control. A friend also reminded me that she should be on probiotics, so I need to go out and pick up a bottle of acidophilus.
The camera I’ve been wanting was finally in stock, so I bought it. I’ve done a few test shots, and am very, very happy with it. The lens is nice for the price. Lines parallel to the edge of the image are still slightly curved, but much less so than on my other little camera. Image quality is nice and detailed, even in low light macro shots. A little too detailed, maybe. I need to vacuum.
That’s straight from the camera, with no editing. Full size, too, if you click through.
Video is also decent. This was in low light at maximum zoom, so it’s slightly shaky and grainy, but not as much as I would have expected.
Happycakes!
red paper boat 