I've never been witness to a small creature of the wild taking its last breath. This morning while washing out my coffee pot at the kitchen sink, the ailing sparrow chose the pie plate feeder where it was safe from predators to gently lie down and take the last breath. I've decided that when my time comes, there is no better way to bid adieu than being surrounded by people and things that bring comfort and pleasure. I don't want to choke to death, but a picturesque winery surround by oak barrels of aging wine, a long-stemmed glass with a mellow Cabernet in my right hand, Gouda cheese, homemade bread, and family should be my last hurrah........................
Two cool weather fronts came through since the weekend bringing drier air and relief from the heat. This morning's temperature was 53 when I got up at 6. I got to walk Konehete Park before going to yoga at the gym. Gardens are winding down. Always a welcomed sight as I get tired of fussing and watering by this point. I've pulled up tomato plants and whatever else looked like it was suffering. Most areas need weed whacking again. Monday I tackled the back tall weeds near the garden. Most mornings forest leaves are dripping from the early mountain fog. Grass and weeds don't dry well until afternoon. I went through both batteries before quitting late morning so my arms and clothes were covered with wet grass shards but it felt good to get that under control. And............ I got to use my new outside shower for the first time. There is still work to be done. Ricky will pressure clean the platform for me t...
Comments
good that he trusted you enough to approach his final rest in your feeder.