Hello from Sunday night
It was a golden Sunday round here. One of those wonderful days with nothing to do…except a fantastic yoga class. It was a very good thing because Morgan and Milo have just only started to relax after the trauma of Halloween night. Do your animals turn into bowls of quivering, sweating jello when they hear fireworks? Oh boy, oh boy, they basically slept on top of my head all night. I was talking to Robbie Halloween night and Milo was quivering beside me, and I was rubbing his soft fur and massaging his feet when I discovered that the pads of his feet were damp. Did you know cats sweat thru the pads of their feet when distressed? It’s true.
I found a wasp’s nest under the eves in the shade garden part of the house. I think it’s probably best to take it down, don’t you? Although I don’t think wasps come back next year to the same nest. The other day R told me there was a great big wasp buzzing in the cottage and he lost track of it and forgot about it. Then he rolled over in bed and it stung him on his back. Poxy thing!
The great leaf fall has begun and, with any luck, this week’s rain will just bring all the leaves down at once and I’ll be able to rake them up on the drier weekend. I quite like raking leaves. I know that when Robbie reads this, he’ll just say, “Oh, yeah? Well get back here and rake up your maples!” And I’ll say, “Who’s country is the riding mower in?” and we’ll laugh and talk about turning the leaves into mulch for the gardens and piling them in a corner somewhere to serve as warm winder hiding places for the hedgehogs.
Chloe and I are talking about Christmas these days. Christmas! (gulp) It’s here in Vancouver this year, (for the first time in two years), and we’re looking forward to the tree and prezzies and roast turkey lunch and Christmas cake and family. It’s going to be wonderful. And now that Halloween is over I feel like it’s the start of the new season. So I’m slowly saying goodbye to autumn and starting to welcome winter. I suppose I just need to see some fresh snow on the mountains to seal the deal.
I’m completely in love with an old program I found on YouTube, Fork to Fork. It’s a treat to watch one of my favourite Gardeners World presenters carry on organic gardening practices in his home and garden. It makes me even more determined to have an organic small holding and bake my own bread. Here is a link to the first one: