Live for the moment, because there is only one result in life.

Live for the moment, because there is only one result in life.

Mary Rose, or it could be Evelyn is blooming in the central garden as are the old pink rose and the pink sage in the little basket garden (see below). One day it’s warm and sunny and the next it’s almost freezing but the roses don’t seem to care. On and on they go.

I’m not spending any time out there anymore. Even the lair sits abandoned. I took the carpet out of there and put it in the studio so I could do my yoga there instead but the new heater is seeping out toxic plastic fumes so I don’t know that deep breathing in there is doing me any good.

I’m waiting for a storm. It feels like it will start at any moment. This storm I’m looking forward to. This storm I will enjoy from the comfort of my little nest. A fire, a delicious beverage maybe and the little sticks. It’s that OTHER storm I’m preparing for that I won’t enjoy but feel anxious for because THAT particular storm will leave me dead and bloodied along the way. Toothless, tattered and raving but at least it will be done with. It’s the waiting you see. I don’t do that very well. I knit mostly while I’m doing it. I’ve started and unraveled I don’t know how many sweaters in the last couple of weeks. Really I shouldn’t start any real “project”. I should just pick up my needles and yarn and keep going back and forth until I have something that will cover the earth and on to the moon.
First I’m going to go cut some roses before the storm takes them.

El Teatro de La Cabeza Sucia

Presents

Into Every Life a Little Alien Robot Must Fall

Limited Engagement

It’s warm and sunny today but we have had real autumnal days this month as well as a little rain here and there. Enough to make the nasturtiums come up like crazy everywhere. The Allysum and the poppies as well.

The maple has lost most of it’s leaves and all the plants beneath it were eaten by gophers so we put in some snapdragons and daisies to make us feel better. We also took out the tomato and I’ve been eating tomato, scallions and cucumber with feta cheese for the last 3 days. Next year the tomato will have to go in one of the other beds. The bed it was in doesn’t get as much sun as the others. We put an artichoke in where the tomato was.

The back deck is still in progress. We got distracted there and went a little paint crazy in the house instead. The hallway now sports a spiffy stencilled paint job complete with tiny mirrors and a tiny chandelier.

Here’s our little Indian man next to the bamboo though he no longer sits there. We treat our yard very much like our interior. Things/plants get moved around as the mood strikes.

We planted the bed in front of the lair but I don’t have any pictures yet. Waiting for an overcast day and a free moment to happen all at the same time.

El Teatro de La Cabeza Sucia

Presents

Into Every Life a Little Alien Robot Must Fall

Limited Engagement

El Teatro de La Cabeza Sucia

Presents

Into Every Life a Little Alien Robot Must Fall

Limited Engagement

We’ve had two glorious rain days and every thing’s gotten a good soaking. We’ve been tidying up and have decided to go ahead and make a patio in back of the studio before finishing the bath house.

Stage one of the “patio”
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Scottie went ahead and put the bamboo in the ground since it seems to like that spot well enough. I’m thrilled to see the white canna lilys coming up in that bed as we have a gorgeous display every spring but they’re on the side of the house no one sees. I’m always amazed at how many come up and how beautiful and hearty they are.

And always the monkey watches us.

My little trouble spot by the arbor in the central garden got camouflaged with some pots and a freshly painted birdhouse. The roses we dug up and put in those pots are looking spectacular. All have buds.

Vitarka Mudra
known as the gesture of reasoning.
Found at the Ace hardware in Morro Bay.

Some very welcome johnny-jump-up volunteers in the potted palm.

Found

One dead and chewed up bird on studio welcome mat.
One dead and chewed up Hardenbergia in front of studio.
Swiss Cheese holes in all of my Broccoli Rabe plants.

Lost

Tiny mind.

I took a weekend of my very own. Borrowed a book on CD from the library and drove up to SF to get out of my own head for a minute.
It was lovely. There was rain and walking and eating and reading and picture taking and it ended too soon.
It was a new to me hotel that had a make your own waffles for breakfast bar which clinched the deal for me. However by the second day the beeping of the waffle machines was a bit irritating.
And here it is my weekend again. Where did this week go? A blur.
I’m looking forward to some time in the yard. It’s been hot all week. The last legs of summer.
If I had my way and a ton of money, I’d have an apt. in SF to escape to at least once a month.

I took a weekend of my very own. Borrowed a book on CD from the library and drove up to SF to get out of my own head for a minute.
It was lovely. There was rain and walking and eating and reading and picture taking and it ended too soon.
It was a new to me hotel that had a make your own waffles for breakfast bar which clinched the deal for me. However by the second day the beeping of the waffle machines was a bit irritating.
And here it is my weekend again. Where did this week go? A blur.
I’m looking forward to some time in the yard. It’s been hot all week. The last legs of summer.
If I had my way and a ton of money, I’d have an apt. in SF to escape to at least once a month.

I took a weekend of my very own. Borrowed a book on CD from the library and drove up to SF to get out of my own head for a minute.
It was lovely. There was rain and walking and eating and reading and picture taking and it ended too soon.
It was a new to me hotel that had a make your own waffles for breakfast bar which clinched the deal for me. However by the second day the beeping of the waffle machines was a bit irritating.
And here it is my weekend again. Where did this week go? A blur.
I’m looking forward to some time in the yard. It’s been hot all week. The last legs of summer.
If I had my way and a ton of money, I’d have an apt. in SF to escape to at least once a month.

Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;

where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon;

where there is doubt, faith;

where there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light;

and where there is sadness, joy.

and let me not strangle my daughter for drawing on her own ass (how does she do that?) and leaving ink stains on the toilet again.
or leaving powdery pop tart crumbs on the side table for two days.
where there is anger and spite let there be a trip to San Francisco to breathe some different air and let this stomach bug be gone before I set out.
where there is irritation and frustration, let there be laughter or at least a quiet smile and a new perspective.

Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;

where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon;

where there is doubt, faith;

where there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light;

and where there is sadness, joy.

and let me not strangle my daughter for drawing on her own ass (how does she do that?) and leaving ink stains on the toilet again.
or leaving powdery pop tart crumbs on the side table for two days.
where there is anger and spite let there be a trip to San Francisco to breathe some different air and let this stomach bug be gone before I set out.
where there is irritation and frustration, let there be laughter or at least a quiet smile and a new perspective.

Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;

where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon;

where there is doubt, faith;

where there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light;

and where there is sadness, joy.

and let me not strangle my daughter for drawing on her own ass (how does she do that?) and leaving ink stains on the toilet again.
or leaving powdery pop tart crumbs on the side table for two days.
where there is anger and spite let there be a trip to San Francisco to breathe some different air and let this stomach bug be gone before I set out.
where there is irritation and frustration, let there be laughter or at least a quiet smile and a new perspective.