I lied. I do have a couple of garden photos that I took over the weekend.
Wild Geranium
Raindrops
Spring Sky
Dramatic sky is dramatic.
I should go out and take photos of the garden. The columbine has a couple of bloom spikes on it. (This is the confused one that didn’t grow the first year I planted from seed, but then decided to sprout last fall, right before the first cold snap.) The buttercups and wild geraniums are blooming. The sedum is growing like the weed I suspect it is, and the coral bells have zillions of fat buds. Stuff is happenin’, y’all! But I’m too lazy to go take photos right now.
Duct Tape
The TP dispenser in the 3E women’s bathroom broke a few months ago. Apparently, this is going to be a long-term solution.
Bad Henry
Lest there was any doubt about her eeevilness.
Feets! I was only able to get a couple of shots of her feet, because she kept reaching out to grab the camera with them.
Cemetery Stories
I usually don’t pay much attention to headstone inscriptions while I’m actually photographing them, aside from doing my best to make sure the text is as legible as possible. It’s not until I get home and have time to transcribe them that the stories they contain begin to unfold. This is an especially sad one.
L. E. Stump / Born July 5, 1861 / Died Oct. 11, 1862
E. F. Stump / Born Nov. 7, 1867 / Died Jan. 1868
M. Stump / Born Nov. 10, 1870 / Died Nov. 13, 1870
J. W. Stump / Born July 6, 1876 / Died Oct. 18, 1877
Infant / Born & Died / Nov. 15, 1872
Five children of Millie and Christopher Stump, all dead. One didn’t even live long enough to be named.
Spring Storms
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.
Rainy Day
It was grey and wet and gross today, which is seasonally appropriate, but kind of a drag after the gorgeous weather we’ve been having lately. And it’s supposed to stay like this for a while, too. The plants sure are enjoying it, even if I’m not.
Cable is fixed! It took trying three different DVRs before he found one that worked, and that one looks like it fell off the back of a truck, but I don’t care. Much. It is kind of irritating that one of the scratches is across the display, so some of the numbers are a little distorted. A minor irritation, sure, but it’s one of those things that will bug the crap out of me. Not as much as not having cable, though! And I didn’t, this morning. I got up and things had gone from bad to worse. Not only was the DVR not working, but all the stations were black screens. The tech said they’d pushed out a big update on Monday night, and I’m betting that’s what killed it.
All’s well now, though. Well, except for the fact that I lost all the programs I’d recorded. Hrmf.
Look at the Bones!
Yes, more dead stuff! You can take the girl out of the goth, but apparently you cannot take the goth out of the girl.
My mom gave me two boxes of deer bones, the last time I visited, and they’ve been sitting in the back of my car ever since. I finally got them out and took a good look at them today. Or, at the skull, at least.
Ten
I went on a cleaning binge this afternoon. After washing the crock pot insert, I turned it upside-down on a towel, so it could air dry. I noticed that the bottom was wonderfully oxidized.
In other news, I stayed home from work today, and it’s a good thing I did. Maintenance is prepping the apartment above mine for new tenants (yes, the amazing dream neighbors moved out last month). The carpet guy was here today, and apparently he left the machine turned on, so that it was spewing water everywhere. This of course meant that I once again had Niagara Falls in my bathroom. Aieee! Water everywhere. So I had to clean the bathroom from top to bottom, because everything was drenched.
I also had to deal with Comcast’s sucktacular phone system. I had the worst time trying to get through. I don’t know if there was some sort of technical glitch or if this is a new “feature.” I got stuck in an endless phone menu loop, then gave up and tried an alternate number printed on my bill. New endless loop, so I hunted online and found a third number. That one finally worked. Yay! All that because my DVR quit working last night. I’m guessing the hard drive has died. This would not have been a big problem, except I didn’t watch Lost when it was broadcast. I decided I’d watch it after it was finished airing, so that I could skip commercials. Bad plan! We are not amused. So after getting thoroughly frustrated with Comcast’s wonky phone system, I have an appointment for a tech to come out on Friday morning.
And because shit always happens in threes, the wireless router decided that this morning would be a good time to give me fits. Or so I thought. I moved my laptop into the living room, next to the modem and router, so that I could troubleshoot more easily. After plugging the modem directly into the laptop, and still having some weird problems, it occurred to me that I should try restarting the computer. That should always be the first step in troubleshooting, because chances are, that’ll solve it. And it did. Apparently something didn’t load correctly when I started my computer the first time, so I got (more) frustrated for nothing.
Flowers for the Dead
Japanese Azaleas
Golden Ragwort
I love how intensely pink the azaleas are. They don’t quite look real. The golden ragwort was everywhere at Splinter Ridge Cemetery. The pops of bright yellow were cheerful and sunshiny.
There are few things more picturesque than wildflowers in an overgrown cemetery.
red paper boat 