so, one of the neighborhood strays had four kittens. sigh.
they are so cute. and they are living in my backyard.
and what do i do? any advice (good kind only please.)
this is a family portrait. can you imagine how hot it must be?
it’s about 100 degrees outside.
this is what a cross eyed cat looks like.
cute.
we celebrated this thanksgiving the way we celebrate every thanksgiving.
at my sister’s place. well, every other-she and my mom switch christmas and thanksgiving hosting duties.
anyway, she and her husband make the best turkeys.
they smoke one and fry the other.
one has perfectly fried skin, the inside is nice and moist.
the other tastes delicious. the meat tastes like bacon.
well, i suppose it just reminds me of bacon, but hey-a heaping serving of bacony flavored turkey?!
below, the fried one.
below, the smoked one.
mashed potatoes, cranberries
i made brussel sprouts, but no picture. how about this orange & pomegranate dish?
there were also pies, and someone made cupcakes!
hope you had a happy thanksgiving too!
i like doing laundry.
i like ironing.
i can use it as an excuse to knit and watch the television.
well, you can’t knit and iron, but you get the idea.
anyway, i made my own detergent the other day using a recipe that ashley posted.
it was pretty easy, and once made, i poured it into my old laundry detergent container with the pour spout.
the nice part is saving money, and using the individual ingredients for other uses.
next i’ll be making homemade dishwasher detergent once my old store bought runs out.
peter is a cat that we’ve had for probably about seven years.
i found him meowing in front of a store at a walmart plaza-no houses nearby.
a freeway on one side, a graveyard on the other, and two major streets bound the plaza.
we put up signs, but never found his owners.
i even tried dropping him off at three different shelters around the valley,
but they were all full.
so i suppose it was meant to be.
anyway, all that to say, peter loves water. he loves it from the bowl, the faucet, and more recently,
the sprinkler.
this is the time of year when my hoa requires all the oranges to be picked from the trees.
apparently, we are still scared of roof rats!
so yesterday i climbed up into the orange tree and picked every last one of those buggers.
i’m sunburnt and covered in scratched, but i win.
now i have about a million oranges in my kitchen.
i plan on juicing them all-about a gallon will come with me this morning to brunch
where we will make mimosas.
the rest will probably be frozen to enjoy year round.
these two giants were chopped down today.
as much as i love nature, i don’t understand why people plant things like this a foot away from their home.
my hoa required them to be trimmed once per year because they make such a mess,
dropping seeds, branches, and fronds…
…on my roof, and in front of my entrance.
and then the day came when the tree trimmers said they were too tall to climb.
goodbye trees too tall to climb.
too tall to see.
too tall.
this is the first rose from my yard.
when i worked at the renaissance festival,
i learned that yellow roses symbolize watersports.
what? you didn’t know?
I almost destroyed this web the other day because it looked like a black widow web-tangled and sticky-but the light caught it just right today, and I realized it was another spider’s web. so beautiful.