I wish I'd bought a couple more fleece hoodies when they were on sale at Kmart. I've discovered that the one I bought keeps my ears fairly warm while blocking almost no sounds, so cars and pumas and bears can't sneak up on me when I'm outside. Well, OK, no actual pumas have tried to sneak up on me (as far as I know), and I see way more bears on the Internet than I do around here, but the cars are getting sneakier all the time.
The semi-vacant double-wide beyond the back fence, undergoing for the last several months what appears to be the longest, slowest, most tedious renovation ever, now has two old toilets sitting behind it. I imagine rainwater collecting in them and providing a breeding place for aggressive mosquitoes. If I lived in a livelier place I'd imagine wandering drunkards taking dumps in them, but the only wanderers hereabout are raccoons and deer and such. These will merely drink accumulated rainwater from the toilets—but probably not in sufficient amounts to preclude the incubation of those mosquitoes who will surely breed if we get even a few warm days. Must stock up on quinine.
Today was cold and mostly clear once again, though the mountains were wreathed in clouds and a few clumps of cumulo-nimbus drifted about, sometimes white, sometimes burnished by the sun they covered. The grass remained damp all day, the sun being unable despite its brilliance to evaporate the dregs of the rain into the chilly air. I noticed that the small green plant growing in the rain gutter of the house next door has gained at least two inches in height since I first saw it a couple of weeks ago. The house has been vacant scarcely two months and already the voracious landscape makes its move toward reclamation.
Something interesting, from Sexy Pink: Are we having faun yet? Oh yes, we're having faun! (Not-safe-for-Prigs illustration included; LJ flag if you're a drag.)