|The More Things
||[Aug. 8th, 2014|09:31 pm]
One of the feral cats caught a butterfly in the back yard today. One minute the butterfly was feeding from a blossom and the next a cat leaped three feet into the air and snatched it. The cat ran off with the butterfly fluttering in its mouth, so I didn't see the end but I'm sure the colorful little insect was devoured. This is why I can't have nice things. I have cats (you should see the shredded upholstery of my furniture.) Anyway I was sad all afternoon about that butterfly. We don't get very many of them around here anymore. Now I know why.|
Today ended up getting a bit warmer than expected, so I've got the air conditioner on. Today is a watering day, so I have another reason to go outside after I finish here. I've already done the back yard and I intend to give the front a quick spritz as well. So far nothing has died of the drought, and I'd like to keep it that way. If we don't get a wetter winter this year then next year I'll probably have to let everything die. The reservoirs are getting awfully low.
There was a brush fire today down at the south end of town, where the manzanita and scrub oak crowd around the digger pines. Because there are quite a few houses in the area it was spotted quickly and contained within a few hours. If it isn't entirely out yet it's unlikely to still amount to much, so we probably won't have to be smelling smoke all night. Still, the moon, almost full, is looking rather hazier than usual. That might partly be my eyesight getting worse, but I think the air really has been a bit dirtier this year. Hot weather always brings the inversion layers, and the pollution from the burgeoning mini-metropolis in the valley increases every year. It makes me nostalgic for Los Angeles.
I had a chance to get out today so I did a major part of my weekend grocery shopping this afternoon. That will give me a bit more free time Sunday evening. Back when I started doing Sunday Verse I wasn't doing my own shopping, but since I've had to start doing so, and Sunday being the most convenient day for it, Sunday evenings have found me a bit pressed for time. I suppose I could switch to a Tuesday verse or a Saturday verse, but my habits are strong. Besides which the Mayor once said that Sunday Verse counts as church, and I don't think I've got any Seventh Day Adventists among my readers. Whether it would count for Temple or not I don't know, and the Mayor isn't around to ask. Oh how things have changed.