Saturday, October 31, 2020

Friday, October 30, 2020


 Well friends and neighbors, here we are.

Only four days left before the truly wonderful event occurs: no more political ads on television!

And speaking of haunting, tomorrow is Halloween.

I hope you mark the occasion with frights, candy and safe celebrations.

I am celebrating my very first Zoom session with some friends yesterday.

Awkward on my part but ultimately successful.

So let's get on with it today - my weekly attempt to cheer everybody up!

And finally, one Wacky Wally sent me awhile back and then Carol the Comic sent it to me again this morning, so they both get credit for it.

(How's that for ducking my responsibility?)

Yeah, I knew you'd love it.

That's it for this week, Gentle Readers.

Have a great holiday, a fantastic weekend and always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

Thursday, October 29, 2020


 We had a pre-Halloween visitor this morning.

The notorious black cat who allegedly terrorizes Matty came by for a drink before continuing his nefarious neighborhood rounds.

He always seems very thirsty as he spends a long time at the kitty tank drinking.

But finally sated, he first looks right . .

. . then left . .

. . and then he leaps to the top of the wall and he's gone.

Wednesday, October 28, 2020


 It had to happen, sooner or later.

The overnight temperature dropped suddenly into the mid 20's F.

The result - frozen plants.

The Serrano and Shishito Pepper plants - history.

And the tomato plant, the same in spite of being wrapped with a flannel sheet.

The master gardener harvested what she could and we'll see what happens.

Actually we used a green tomato or two as a substitute for a tomatillo in an avocado salsa we brewed up in the blender and it was pretty darned good.

And there were some survivors - the hardy Marigolds planted to protect the tomatoes from insects.

And our basil plant seems to have mostly survived the frigid night.

And so to bed, waiting for Spring and new growth.

Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Monday, October 26, 2020


I bet you thought I meant Election Day!

Sunday, October 25, 2020


 So you thought Mr. Robin was a testy splasher!

Well, he has competition from a big bluejay.

He got right into the water and seemed to be captivated by his own reflection before doing something that makes me cringe.


But then, thirst slaked, he got onto it, splashing merrily.

After every incident of revelry from a bluejay or a robin, I feel like I have to refill the bird bath.

But Mr. Jay doesn't care.

He just admired his reflection one more time before darting off.

Saturday, October 24, 2020

Friday, October 23, 2020


 Well, now, I betcha thought I'd never get here.

It's my memory.

See what I mean?

But now that I AM here, let's get on with the humor, shall we?

And with that horrific pun, I will slink back to my dark den of desultory destruction, departing drearily to dreamland, doting on dreams of days past of dining in delicatessens and other diversions.

But before I go let me wish you all a spectacular weekend and leave you with this thought: there are only 11 days to go!

Oh, yes, and always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

(. . . oh, not quite yet, pussycat.)

Thursday, October 22, 2020


 A big plump robin happened by the other day and decided our bird bath was just what he needed.

He settled in for a nice solitary soak.

But being a robin, basking is not enough.

They like to splash about, throwing water right and left.

This attracted the attention of another frequenter of the spa - a mourning dove.

He (or she) seemed to be thinking/saying, "What are you doing in my bath/drinking fountain?"

The dove fluttered around, trying to scare the robin away but to no avail.

It even fluttered directly over Mr. Robin, flapping wildly.

Did this work, you ask?

Nope. Mr. Robin just seemed to ignore the interloper.

So the dove gave up and went to the kitty pool down below for his drink while that big fat devil continued to monopolize the fountain.

What occupies YOUR minds during the pandemic, eh?