There may be a story here … or not. Pigeon on TV antenna. Yes, weather that dreary. A dead penguin on the beach. An appeal to ecological awareness, which caused me to remark how surprisingly free of plastic waste the beach in fact was. And a surprise: the fishing platform mostly gone – it has been a long time since I walked on the beach. It always had room for several people … no more. And Mocha never stopped running the entire time – so…Continue Reading “A walk on the beach”

The beautiful sunny days faded into more typical dreariness, and though it was’t cold-cold (do people say such things elsewhere?), a fire beckoned last night. We have a good supply of wood, and anything that decreases humidity is welcome almost any time, so it wasn’t difficult decision. And The Committee approved.

A little security company mini-minivan pulled partway into our driveway and beeped the horn. When I went out front, the driver got out, leaving two (three?) people sitting in the car. He was offering a security special of free installation something yadda yadda. I told him we had lived here almost ten years with dogs and no security company, and that the only problem we’d had during that time was the alarms of our absentee neighbors’ systems going off at all hours for no apparent…Continue Reading “Security, wherever you are”

Walking dogs a few days ago, we crossed a wide sand road very recently groomed – the entire thing was parallel furrows. Nothing else. I took a picture. I lost the picture. Don’t ask me how. Anyway, same place, same time, next day. Lots of horses had used it, apparently. I don’t recall ever seeing more than two horses at a time out there, maybe three. And I make no claims of expertise. But that looks like the tracks of much more than two or even…Continue Reading “The road less taken”