Time is slip-sliding away from me. Can’t believe it’s been 6 weeks since my last post. I think this is an indication of my blue funk over losing my column writing job. You may take this post as an indication that I am coming out of the funk. I still miss writing the column, and miss the pay too, minuscule as it was. Minuscule, paltry, and pathetic, but it was a welcome supplement to my Social Security check, nonetheless.
We are in the midst of a series of winter rain storms. What better time to go out and take pictures of what passes for winter in Southern California. Winter here is a strange mix of fall and spring, with rain. We have paperwhite narcissus just coming into bloom (spring) while autumn leaves are falling (fall). There is no snow, no frost, and no end to garden season here.
To make it seem more like Christmas time, we decorate the door seasonally. Ah, but look, the fall pumpkin is still there. I will get around to baking it and turning it into pie and soup one of these days. Maybe. If it rots first, that will be BAD. And UGLY.
Here is part of what is good in my yard right now, my long raised bed in front.
I can’t believe that we still have basil lingering on this late in the year. That’s good.
I have neglected to plant this bed, which is now filled with cat poop. That’s BAD. I had to clean my garden before I could put in a winter crop. What do you do to keep cats out of your beds?
I am hoping that the green onion and garlic smell will help repel the cats. I sprinkled the white, papery husks of the garlic cloves around the bed, hoping it would stink as much to them as their poop and urine stinks to me. I love cats, and had them for years, but now I wish that people would keep theirs indoors, because cats do not stay in their owners’ yards.
So that is my response to losing my newspaper writing job and the pay that went with it. Spend our retirement money and get the house fixed up. If I get around to doing another post anytime soon, I’ll show you what we’ve been doing to spruce up the indoors.