This is one of those posts of bits and bobs that seem to crop up here and there. One (or a few maybe), of my old English teachers would say without direction. Myself, I argue that while the subjects are varied there is a clear beginning, middle and end.
Dennett, my 17 going on 18 year old dog caught himself a lizard last evening, twice! He isn't totally blind and with his still great nose can do fair bit of hunting. Yes, I saved the lizard both times.
Stella has passed the jumping on furniture mile stone. She can now get herself up onto the comfy chair (much to Peters dismay) and into my lap. She celebrates each time by jumping on my chest and poking me in the face with her nose, sometimes the tongue is right on with the timing, other times, it's just a wet nose. But a very happy one. She then either goes to the business of bothering Peter (we do discourage this as comfy chair time is for everyone to enjoy) or plops onto available real estate to snooze.
She has also outgrown her puppy harness and is into a new larger harness. She still loves curling up with Uncle Smoochie though.
It's getting tight in that bed! Car ride trips are planned for next week.
I only saw my looms in passing yesterday, but I did get some mighty fine hand spun yarn plied and soaked.
This was all done on the Ladybug spinning wheel and I have to say, I did much better getting a finer even yarn than I have ever done on the Timbertops.
It's not perfect by a long shot, but there has been substantial improvement. The fiber came from Cindie at Eweniquely Ewe and is BFL.
The Perseid Meteor Showers have lived up to all the hype. Between 3:30 yesterday morning and 5:00, I saw over 30 shooting stars. Forget Bearwatch, the eyes were on the sky and we are lucky enough here up in the mountains not to have any light pollution. It was just wondrous. It also made me count my blessings. The recent news from all over the world is both horrifying and saddening on so many levels. How lucky am I that I can sit on my duff, (overlooking one of the most beautiful places I know), and spend time watching stars shoot? Juno brought me back to myself by bringing me a present. I can say without exception, that mouse did not get much enjoyment from the Perseids.
Finally, one thing that has been kind of irritating me and that is the heavy handed use of garlic in what seems like EVERYTHING these days. Now I am not a big fan of garlic but I do enjoy it roasted and as a seasoning to enhance my cooking. But good lord, I don't want it slathered on everything. I like my mashed potatoes to taste like spuds, I like to be able to taste my meat and any other seasonings that might be present. I don't like it snuck into mayo, bread or a hundred other things. If I want that much garlic I'll eat garlic, not something else that has now become completely garlic flavored. I have actually stopped eating at a number of places because it seems everything now tastes the same and yesterday I got to cross another off my list after having a quick (and rather expensive) lunch of something that ended up being nothing more than a carrier for garlic. I saw the roast beef with my eyes, but you sure couldn't taste it.