Things you can do in the rain
This is the second rainiest May I have known here. It’s also pretty cold for May, cold enough to provoke aches and pains not caused by hard gardening work. I’ve made fires in both the stove and the fireplace at different times, something I don’t recall having done before, but then we’ve only had a few days you can dry laundry outside.
So this is a photographic report on what I have been doing. I reassure myself constantly that there will be a payoff starting in just a few weeks. These photos were taken when there was neither sun nor rain. If you click on them they grow, but not many are worth the effort.
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Yesterday I worked my right arm into crisis by sawing down most of two trees. After years of saying that I just can’t saw, I decided that sawing is something one can learn to do just like anything else. It’s true, but it isn’t good for you!
The result is that today I will translate recipes Alberta wants to use for the cooking school. I always thought Americans were too wedded to the recipe, but it turns out a lot of Italians are pretty faithful to it as well. “One needs to have the right proportions,” I am told, and that’s true, but sometimes it seems as easy to decide while doing it just how much is enough.
Even in the rain, I take my coffee out under the gazebo and I am grateful that winter is over. Then I prepare warm, wet food for the kittens and sometimes I sit and play with them for a while, but it often makes my pyjamas wet. It took them only a couple of days out of their little “nest” to run to the human, because they’ve been stroked every single day since their birth.
Sounds lovely with the kitties! It’s been colder and wetter here than any May I remember too. I’m bracing myself for a truly disgusting summer….
@bleeding espresso:
There are four, two black and two black and white. They will be ready for new homes by next week…. very sweet they are!
I, too, have new kittens. My stray this winter momma cat had five. She looks like the black/white with the white on the neck. Two of her kittens look like the other black/white kitten. She had one almost all white, head and tail are tri-color yellow and black. One is almost all gray and the other is gray and white. Mine are three weeks old today.
Needless to say, momma will be spayed as soon as possible, and we will keep one kitten, the rest to be given away. Anyone want a kitten?
Transatlantic kitten swap– or adoption scheme. Sounds illegal, but hey. One of the B/W ones has a little Adolf mustache, the other has a little black goatee. Both have white edging on their ears… very posh. One has the white socks effect from the rear like last year’s cutie.
I took a ton of pictures, but in most of them all you can see is a furry blur.