Hamlet Entry Thursday October 3, 2005 Grey, Wet Skies
Mark enjoyed a cessation of kitchen and yard work by reading a couple of easy books. They were some novels and some short stories by Augusten Burroughs, “Running with Scissors†and “Dry†as well as “Magical Thinkingâ€â€¦.. Rodger had already digested the material and recommended the read. Burroughs (a pen name) writes his work from a biographical origin but takes plenty of imagination along with him. With a plain direct style, he took me for a really enjoyable ride about a life in foster homes, hard drinking, getting sober, and the life in the Wall Street World of Advertising. SO, there hasn’t been much news other than that except the following fall observations:
The Kitchen STILL has finish work to get done but may just be getting close. Friend and neighbor, Richard took a few hours out of his day last week to come over and help Mark put in the new entry door, level it, etc. It turned out to be a project since the door hadn’t even been sent up with a threshold or weatherstripping. Richard knew exactly what to do, and I was sure glad he was here. We had fun for that while and ended up with lunch at the little MX Bakery in ST Johns.
Tomorrow, Hayes Cabinets should be here to finish up cabinet adjustments and fixing some faulty hardware PLUS, we’re hoping Robert will help us hang the last remaining old cabinet in the garage as well as use his air-pressure nailer to get some wall trim put down.
Saturday, the Appliance Hospital should be here with the brand new Oven to replace this one that has the enamel coming off inside the baking unit. Mark’s called Carrie to help get the last LIGHT in place…..so when we hear from her, we just may nearly have everything checked off our list. Then we’ll have NO excuses not to extend a foody invitation to friends.
The SUNFLOWERS. These giant behemoths were planted on a whim since we had that unused space in the garden this year. As they truly became giant though, we took an active interest in preserving them. We researched what we could and all web entries talked about letting them stay till they’re DRY, brown, and then either let the birds have them or bring them inside to roast, etc. Well, with damp fall air here, of course, Mark couldn’t let well enough alone. Soon, all 9 plants were hanging in the garage or sitting on papers in the living room expecting the drier house air would help them dry:

The plants in the garage ALL were taken over by MOLD before they even got close to drying up, while the ones in the house also began to look suspiciously like they were going to rot as well, so again, an intervention and soon seeds were all over the counter:

Once free, they were brined, and baked in the oven until dry. Then, when the squirrels were given these we observed that only “some†of the seeds were actually pollinated. It seemed we did NOT have nature on our side up here in the damp to do this plant right. Just when saying never again, we checked the one plant left in the garden.
By leaving nature alone outside, THIS one plant stayed fresh through rain or shine and seeds ripened, and the whole plant had been picked clean by the birds. SO.. .. .. how many times must we learn, “Don’t mess with Mother Natureâ€. So, we will grow them again having learned this.
The Parrot continues to be shy and reticent in contact except when she is in complete control. She will walk off the cage on her own onto Mark’s shoulder but does NOT like being picked up and won’t allow Rodger any liberties except “kissesâ€â€¦â€¦.oddly, she’ll let you put your face up to her but not the fingers…….. After one month, her high pitched hello is beginning to lower showing she IS listening. She’s watching everything we do….so we’ll give her a year or two to see how she adjusts. She IS pretty:

And likes being part of whatever’s going on, even if that means sitting on the kitchen island:

Mac got a maintenance check this past week and although never fond of it, accepts it with resignation:

Our October ended up with 2.5 inches of rain and we’re supposed to have another 2-3 inches by the weekend. In a rain break yesterday, Mark drove Mac to a Dog Park where he found two labs to absolutely run and play with. They all found two Mammoth puddles about 8 inches deep where they all sat and played, then ran again for a while. That was great until our arrival home where a truly muddy Mac was carried with some effort (at 90 pounds) to the bathroom for a complete shower before touching anything else in the house. He didn’t like that so much but always loves the hair dryer going in his direction.
As mentioned, deep fall is here now and the rains have begun with style. Our berm planting has gone well, everything’s still alive, including the Japanese maple that’s now turning red:

Near the maple is the standard Oregon spider trying to fatten up before getting her big sack of eggs laid:

you can’t walk around the yard right now without hitting some of these webs, an annual October event up here.
Sunday evening, we were invited to a “musicale†at the home of an OHSU Director, Kent & Billie Anger. Kent has several research scientists working for him in Rodger’s CROET Building and they’ve always been very good to us. Anyways, one of the scientists plays a bass guitar and his girlfriend sings….she’s traveling around hoping to sell some of her CD’s, so we attended and had a ball. Billie’s from Texas and can throw out a complete Tex-Mex Meal for 30 anytime. No exception that night, there was enough great food to last a week.
The folks were all fun to talk to, and then entertainment ended the evening.
Mark met Ryan and Lisa, a fun couple from the Heart of Mormonism, PROVO, UTAH……who have both left the Church as he has….we had lots of fun talking about the Holy Underwear, the hypocrisy a conservative religion causes, the “control†this church wreaks on members, and how all of us really truly found spiritual freedom only after leaving the fold. Ryan’s father has left the church as well, and HE was a former Mission President. It was fun really because this pair could understand all the “inside†talk that many often haven’t even heard of…like the race issue, the “We’re all going to become a God†concept, polygamy, pre-existence laws, etc.
Oh well, I digress. Winter’s here, and holidays are just around the corner. How did that happen? With this project still getting done, I have NO sense of normal year traditions coming up, and for that matter, no money left to enjoy them with. So I’ll learn the “true spirit of Christmas, eh?â€
On a bright note, our winter visitors from the arctic are beginning to arrive …. Robin cousins, the Varied Thrush, will be a bright spot here in our “tropic weather (to them)” until first of March:

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