Ron was kvetching the other day about not seeing his friends and relatives, until I reminded him that ten times over the past two years, we’ve gotten together with same:
Townsend, MA
Vernon, VT
Martha’s Vineyard
Berkeley, CA (Thanksgiving 2010)
Williamsburg, MA
Kingstown, RI
Jaffrey, NH (Jim’s funeral)
Concord, CA
and we put up two couples at Sea Mist.
Thanksgiving with his friends in Jaffrey makes number 11.
Spent all day on projects: a good 6 hours (9-3) on setting up MRS for 2013 and 2 on new NEPS images and links.
Made clam chowder. Soup, salad and good bread for supper, my favorite.
Travel Guide for December 2012
We’d just finished loading the truck for the transfer station run when a big, friendly, middle-aged, short-haired light tan dog came wandering into the yard.
She had a Sandwich license, but the Sandwich police didn’t have a record of her owner.
Turns out, the dog’s name is Bill, and she belongs to a person working on a home improvement project one street over. He thought Bill could hear him whistle (wrong). I walked her over on Paula’s old leash.
I did the transfer station while Ron did a leaf sweep in the back yard at Edgewater. We picked up supper at Lambert’s.
It’s getting pretty cold at night, so I took the jasmine plant* in today and put it in the cellar. I hope it gets enough light during the daytime.
I also cleaned up leaves and greased the tailgate.
Ron took the door down to work on the weatherstripping but couldn’t find a replacement part. So, he retacked the old stripping and the door is working just fine now.
We brought Fluffles for a follow-on visit to Dr. Alfano this morning and stopped off at a couple of holiday fairs. The doc said Fluffles is doing fine. He wants to check him again in a couple of weeks.
I made soup and roasted seeds from one of the sugar pumpkins Peter asked us to take back. We ditched the big pumpkin, since it had started to rot. The pumpkin soup is a delicate, refined treat, much milder than pumpkin pie and even winter squash.
*Instructions from a website:
Woody-stemmed tropicals, such as jasmine, brugmansia, tibouchina and bananas, should be brought indoors before the first frost. Let the plants rest in a cool place (40 to 50 degrees F) with little or no light—they’ll get the message that winter has arrived and their leaves will gradually yellow and drop. The plants can then spend the winter in an unheated basement, root cellar, unheated garage, or even a cool closet. Make sure the area is relatively dark (try enclosing the whole pot loosely inside a heavy black trash bag) and that the air temperature stays above freezing. In most cases, woody-stemmed tropicals should not be cut back until early spring (unless you can’t fit them into the house!). Water the plants sparingly throughout the winter, checking monthly to see that the soil is barely moist. When early spring arrives, revive the plants by repotting them in fresh soil. Water thoroughly and provide a weak dose of liquid fertilizer. Expose the plants to bright, filtered light, gradually acclimating them to full sun. Try to give them about a month of indoor (or greenhouse) growing time before moving them outdoors.
We raked the front yard at Edgewater. James helped. Ron secured the trellis with rebar. We used another length for one of the big grasses in the back.
Mr. Fluffles had a ruptured blood vessel, and our vet Dr. Alfano gave us antibiotic drops and a med to counter high blood pressure, Atenolol, also prescribed for people.
The eye looked red on Thursday, but seemed to be better on Friday. Mr. Fluffles was quite sick on Saturday, so I didn’t want to upset or disturb him. By Sunday, he was much better, eating and acting more like himself, so we decided to wait until today, Monday, to bring him to his regular vet.
We worked on leaf raking, first here and then the front yard at Edgewater. We made two trips to the transfer station with leaves. The new leaf sweeper is a big help.
I spent a good deal more time today than I wanted to on switching hosting companies for this blog. It’s still not 100% – I have to fix the DNS setting – and I have to upload images.
It took a good part of the morning, but Ron was able to clean and grease the lawn sweeper. We’ve got most of the grass cleaned up, and we fit in a transfer station run as well.
I found this little fellow on MacArthur Boulevard; fortunately, it was before the driving wind and rain earlier this week.
I called both the State Police barracks in Bourne and the Highway Department to see if he’d been reported missing. I also posted a “Lost and Found” in capecod.craigslist
It doesn’t seem like anyone’s going to claim him, so we may just add him to our collection of stuffed animals.
We do need a name for him, though.
Ron and Josh Schurman are friends from college who hadn’t seen each other for over 40 years! Josh is a clinical social worker/therapist and a fine guitarist. We saw him open last night for Geoff Muldaur and Jim Kweskin at the Courthouse Center for the Arts in Kingstown, RI. We also met Josh’s wife Kate Dunnigan. Kate is a professor of history and the chair of the Social Sciences department at the Community College of Rhode Island. She has a particular interest in labor history. I hope we have a chance for a longer visit with them.
And, yes, it is possible for Ron’s hulking GMC Safari to get 49 miles to the gallon.