First, the weekly mutterings.
- Weird :: Al (Jankovich).
- Balance :: ballet.
- Personal :: best.
- Reproduction :: copying.
- Distraction :: ADD.
- Articulate :: artichoke.
- Shovel :: grave.
- Column :: numbers. Hey, I am an accountant, remember?
- Drastic :: action.
- Bombastic :: Winston Churchill.
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Smokey brought me flowers on Thursday, which I chose to put on my messy desk right by my side.
::sigh::
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The patio tomato is thriving. It has some tiny tomatoes that are stubbornly green. We have no idea what kind of tomato it is except that it is growing like a vine tomato rather than a bush type. It had no tag and the person at the greenhouse when we bought it (plants grown by the adult sheltered workshop and cash register staffed by volunteers) knew nothing about it. It was also the only tomato plant to be found.
Mystery tomato plant:
The spearmint makes the deck tremble with its vigor. The cilantro, not so much.
En Esch likes it when I am on the deck because then he is protected from the feline-feasting forest monsters that lurk just off screen.
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Remember the photo of the many-reds scarf? In case you don't, here is another view:
The amazing thing is that neither this nor the previously blogged photo was tweaked except for cropping. Color is exactly how it came out of the camers. You all know how hard it is to photograph red objets d'knit. Apparently the secret is to have MANY reds.
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How about some Percy pictures? Now with Instagram-type effects!
"Come in Bravo, this is Dogfort."
"Is it time for my ride in the convertible, Papa?"