Hmm. Skunky dog on a rainy day. Not a pretty olfactory picture. Poor fellow saw the Skunk Off bottles come out and he hid under a bush, not realising that the bush was losing its leaves, and his smelly little snout and little eye could be seen peering back out at me.
But Ton Ton, whose long name is indeed WellingTon Dog, is here to tell you that Skunk Off really does work. And is relatively pain free though he tries to make me think otherwise but it is not working on the verandah; the scene of the crime. Ah well.
and the mists of precipitation. Awkward twins. To get rain into the ground before winter is a blessing. If the trees have a good amount of moisture around them, when the ground freezes solid, it is much better for the roots. There is less heaving and moving about as the temperatures rise and fall. The frozen solid soil protects them. So all this lovely rain means a good winter for the trees. Not so good for the harvest. Ah well.
Good morning. Our John said to say thank you so much for all his birthday wishes. He has never had so many, not in his whole life, and was quite chuffed. Our weblog world is full of wonderful people. You are wonderful. And I do not say that lightly. In fact Valerie wrote about it yesterday, in her little house by the sea in New Zealand, and she said it so much better. Blogging has so much positive energy. You are my wonderful support team.
Have a lovely day. It rained again last night so off I go to greet my wet cow. A wet cow does not smell nearly as bad as a wet dog though!
What I was doing exactly a year ago: Moving to my winter studio. Now this is interesting. It must have been colder, at this time last year, for me to move upstairs already. We have not even lit the wood stove yet this year. It is not chilly enough for heating. Anyway there are some lovely pictures of my winter studio here, plus (for Christine), a shot of me when I first met John many, many, many years ago. Miss C with an afro is really something to see! I was quite the rage back then with my big DO.