Mulch Mushrooms---Alleged

They're baack!

October 28, 2018

Expiration Date

  Yesterday I threw away Dorothy's driver's license renewal. It was mailed to this address, where she used to stay after her loss.  Her present license would expire on her birthday this year, Dec. 29. I remember when her license was last renewed, we joked about how she'd be good for at least those 8 years. Hope is what we live for.

Cat Creepiness

   Maybe and I have shared this house for 13 years now.  She can do pretty much what she wants as long as she is faithful to the litter box and stays off the kitchen table and counters. She has always obliged.
   She is not a lap-sitter and so does not go on the chairs, though she likes the sofa. That's fine with me. When Dave left, she slept on his empty bed for a while. I put a towel over the bedspread, and she slept  there for several weeks. She has never attempted to get on the bed where I sleep. Never, that is, until last week. Probably she found it when I was away for several nights. She now will not stay away. I shoo her out and she returns. I close the door and she paces and meows. When Andrew is here, she knows she's protected.

First and Last Rose

Dorothy's rose bush has bloomed every year, but this year not until October 18, just "ahead of" the frost. It's pink, pale and puny, but still...

Guess I'll Have to Dig the Dahlias

I picked these October 17, just before the first light frost. They used to bloom end of August, then by September, and this year not until October. It doesn't seem to matter when I plant them. I threaten to leave them out all winter, but they are pretty.

Dreams---where things at least happen

  I was cooking a large leg of lamb. I might have done so in real life once in the 60's, but certainly not since.  We were in the backyard of the old house, a number of people around. I cooked it outside. It was huge, juicy-looking and easy to slice. I looked for a serving platter and put the slices on the platter, but they seemed to disappear.
  The house a few doors down had been sold, and when the owners moved they had dismantled and taken with them an  outdoor utility shed. Where the shed had been  was a deep cavity, muddy and ominous looking. A little boy was peering into the deep hole. He said he'd not go nearer because he knew the danger.
  By the time I got into the house where the lamb had been taken, all the people had eaten and were off on their own pursuits.  There was still a lot of meat left on the leg of lamb.