Wednesday, September 05, 2007


You know, anytime someone wants to turn off the summer weather around here and let a few fall breezes blow our way, I'm fine with that. Really.

The only way I can tell we're in September is that the apple tree formerly-known-as-ours is bearing its usual biennial (or is it biannual) overabundance. While we miss being able to use all the apples, it is fun to watch someone else (as in our hapless buyer) deal with all the rotting apples and wasps in the front yard. The 90-degree weather isn't helping the smell much, either. He is looking a tad beleaguered, I must say. Laughing at him takes our minds off the fact that our backyard (now that we've demolished the fence) is starting to make the city dump look good. That shouldn't improve next week when we begin tearing down the deck. Why do things always have to get worse before they get better? Beats me.

Anna still hates me (in case you were wondering). Susie loves me, though, because I haven't bothered weaning her yet. And Larry makes sure to tell me he still loves me; because if I leave him, he's stuck with all these kids. He's nobody's fool.


  1. The apple tree thing cracked me up! That and walnuts! Everyone THINKS they want them... until they have 'em. (Kind of like husbands, actually...!)

  2. It finally cooled down enough here that I can work outside without feeling like I'm going to die. I mean, I still feel like I'm going to die -- cooler weather doesn't give me delusions of immortality or anything, if that's what you were thinking. It's just a less immediate threat.

  3. I'd have traded you that apple tree for my over producing grapefruit, lemon and orange trees. I actually have to freecycle my fruit to get rid of it. One year I had 4 wheel barrow loads full just for freecycle. I gave away and consumed the equivalent of 2 more wheel barrow loads!!