Nov. 29th, 2014 10:49 pm
Beating the chill
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muckefuckToday fall came back for the briefest of visits. The official high was 10°C and if you were standing in the sun in a sheltered spot, it felt even warmer. We took advantage of it by making two trips to Andersonville, one in the morning to dispense with the weekly "Clark errands" and one in the evening for dinner at Ombra. In between, I slipped on a flannel shirt and some work gloves and seized the last chance to get some gardening done.
At this point, it's basically cleanup. I filled the compost with slimy hosta leaves and dessicated lemon balm stems. As I was making a pile of the dead catnip, the neighbour's cat came along and made herself comfortable in it and I left her to it as I pruned back the clematis. I also took some snips from the smoketree and the lilacs, but more work will be needed before they're properly shaped. Finally, I took down the hanging baskets, tossed out the dead greens, and potted up the ivy to take indoors. (The wirevine was a dead loss, of course.) The warmth had thawed the top inch or so, but I had to hack through the frozen soil beneath.
Among the places we visited on the morning trip were Gethsemane, where we picked up a wreath and some decorative stems, and La Colombe, which is a welcome addition to the neighbourhood. (Maybe next time I won't be adjusting to new medications and can try a cup of their coffee.) In evening I popped into Alley Cat Comics and scored a Bechdel graphic novel for half off and we visited Walgreens for some soap and Kleenex only to find a raving crazy lady screaming at a cashier for supposedly withholding her cigarettes.
Dinner was good. I talked the prick of a host into giving us one of the prime booths so the Old Man would feel comfortable and chatted up the bartender about aperitifs. She recommended the Carpano Bianco and we liked it so much we went out in search of it afterwards, but no one seems to be carrying it yet. But the real pleasure of the meal was just sitting and feeling cozy with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monshu. It was his way of rewarding me for my "help" over the past week and I couldn't ask for a better one.
At this point, it's basically cleanup. I filled the compost with slimy hosta leaves and dessicated lemon balm stems. As I was making a pile of the dead catnip, the neighbour's cat came along and made herself comfortable in it and I left her to it as I pruned back the clematis. I also took some snips from the smoketree and the lilacs, but more work will be needed before they're properly shaped. Finally, I took down the hanging baskets, tossed out the dead greens, and potted up the ivy to take indoors. (The wirevine was a dead loss, of course.) The warmth had thawed the top inch or so, but I had to hack through the frozen soil beneath.
Among the places we visited on the morning trip were Gethsemane, where we picked up a wreath and some decorative stems, and La Colombe, which is a welcome addition to the neighbourhood. (Maybe next time I won't be adjusting to new medications and can try a cup of their coffee.) In evening I popped into Alley Cat Comics and scored a Bechdel graphic novel for half off and we visited Walgreens for some soap and Kleenex only to find a raving crazy lady screaming at a cashier for supposedly withholding her cigarettes.
Dinner was good. I talked the prick of a host into giving us one of the prime booths so the Old Man would feel comfortable and chatted up the bartender about aperitifs. She recommended the Carpano Bianco and we liked it so much we went out in search of it afterwards, but no one seems to be carrying it yet. But the real pleasure of the meal was just sitting and feeling cozy with
monshu. It was his way of rewarding me for my "help" over the past week and I couldn't ask for a better one.