(Untitled)- November 30, 2005 FINISHED... Took these photos just before leaving the shop tonight, ahead of the second wave of snow. Yesterday's drifts had melted in town by midafternoon, but I still needed to turn the hubs and make my way back to the Old Same Place in 4-wheel-drive. Brought home hay, finally, for the hungry llamas. They galloped down off the hillside in the dark to chow down. They were down to a heap of crumbs early this morning when I took down the teakettles of hot water to their frozen trough and...http://blogs.salon.com/0002614/2005/11/29.html#a1525 (Untitled)- November 27, 2005 We leave for the bookshop, and Sunday afternoon hours, in about 10 minutes. It was a cold cold night, in the teens at most. Right now it's 11:30am and 30° F (-1° C). The house never really warmed up after we got home from the shop last night. I have all the electric baseboard heaters going but the air stays cold somehow. Started a fire late, and I suppose it kept the house from getting any colder than it did. All of us curled tight under the blankets and comforters, never warm. I can...http://blogs.salon.com/0002614/2005/11/27.html#a1524 (Untitled)- November 27, 2005 I didn't get the shot where the whole herd was advancing on the dogs. Darn. (And really&151;they've been known to kill a dog or two...)http://blogs.salon.com/0002614/2005/11/27.html#a1522 (Untitled)- November 27, 2005 Last week's greenhouse post: moonflower vine in pot with epazote going to seed: Salvias and artemisias and a rosemary: night-blooming cereus still in recovery from last winter's die-off extending upward near hen&chicks: figgy still doing well (as of last Sunday... I'd better check today):http://blogs.salon.com/0002614/2005/11/27.html#a1521 (Untitled)- November 27, 2005 (remember: find the camera cord... find the camera cord... ) Can't seem to stop working long enough to blog. What's up with that, anyway This is me pausing to reach out. Thanks, everybody, for your great recent comments. I have received in the post a postcard from smallponderings Mark, a beautiful poet's timepiece. And another postcard from Dr. O, a sweet sketch in ink of the Omed family's new kitten, Loki. Both go up on the bookmark board... Wheeeewww... it's 3:30pm and I'm...http://blogs.salon.com/0002614/2005/11/26.html#a1520 (Untitled)- November 25, 2005 Somehow the camera cord wasn't among the armful of spaghetti I dragged home when I transferred the big computer from the shop, so I wasn't able to upstream photos over the break. Tonight, I hope. We're getting ready to head into town. The dogs have gone bonkers about a group of deer passing by. When I let them out, they charged the little herd, but, as deer do in the fall, instead of running off, they not only stood their ground, but assumed threatening stances and gaits and advanced en..http://blogs.salon.com/0002614/2005/11/25.html#a1519 (Untitled)- November 23, 2005 Well, my test post took, I see. So I'll quickly send another before packing up all the equipment and heading home. From there I will sort things out and upstream photos of Sunday's greenhouse and the finished bookstore, while I bake sweet potato-pecan pie and vacuum the furniture. Grand opening went so well last week, with so much magic, and I even sold $100 worth of books (even the reporter bought an Anita Shreve novel). Golden Egg has virtually flatlined since then, though. I have...http://blogs.salon.com/0002614/2005/11/23.html#a1518 (Untitled)- November 23, 2005 Tuesday night, 22 November I turned the light out early, 10:30, but I could not sleep, my head so filled with lists and frets, deficiencies and concerns. Finally at a quarter to twelve I switched the lamp on and sat up with a gasp, as though finding the air after near-drowning, and threw back the blankets, tumbling Greta and Apple, and went downstairs for hot milk and honey. I checked email, too, and my blog stats, and my heart sank to see them so diminished by my inactivity. I...http://blogs.salon.com/0002614/2005/11/23.html#a1517 (Untitled)- November 19, 2005 WHAT WE'RE DOING ALL DAY TODAY... And probably tomorrow and the day after that. New shelving. Chaos. All the books out and then back again: I've planned a walkabout for morning tomorrow, though. I'll bring some pictures back with me. Feral's been feeling a little claustrophobic since all this store business got started.http://blogs.salon.com/0002614/2005/11/19.html#a1516 |