Gilgamesh, seasonal things
There's a handsome, confident new cat in the neighborhood. He's as long-legged as Leo was, but orange with white underparts. I'm guessing he lives three or four houses real east/conventional south of us, on the other side of the street, but I don't know for sure. For some unfathomable reason I'm calling him Gilgamesh. He roams over a pretty wide range; often he comes walking with us in the evenings, though he hasn't followed us all the way around the corner. It's been interesting watching him and Crosbie develop a friendship.
The trees that turn and drop leaves have been doing so. Oleanders are almost over. Lots of berries are out. The lavender I planted early this summer is starting to bloom. At night the neighborhood smells like citrus flowers again.
My neighbors take decorations pretty seriously. There are lots of ghastly inflatables (new this year: green aliens!) and the usual web fluff and corpses hanging from trees, which last seem kind of unfunny to me. Two houses merit special mention:
Edited to add that the Trailblazer headed out a while ago (~5 pm) with a deep resonant horn blast.
The trees that turn and drop leaves have been doing so. Oleanders are almost over. Lots of berries are out. The lavender I planted early this summer is starting to bloom. At night the neighborhood smells like citrus flowers again.
My neighbors take decorations pretty seriously. There are lots of ghastly inflatables (new this year: green aliens!) and the usual web fluff and corpses hanging from trees, which last seem kind of unfunny to me. Two houses merit special mention:
- Next door. Their only decoration is a metal skull propped up on a stump in front of the house.
- Some people around the corner who have two full-size skeletons in tattered Edwardian dress standing in what I had to stop myself from calling "lifelike" attitudes on their porch. Magnificent.
Edited to add that the Trailblazer headed out a while ago (~5 pm) with a deep resonant horn blast.