Saturday, October 31, 2015

Thursday, October 29, 2015

I stole this from Ron (the idea not the list)

1.  Don't give me that look
2. Tell me another,  this one's got bells on
3. Don't play with your food
4. Make me an offer
5. Tell me a story
6. Call me later
7. No, you can't use that
8. I can't hear you
9. Hurry, we'll be late
10. Let me see what you've written
11. You don't have to shout
12. A fine mess you've gotten us into
13. It's for  you

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Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Well it has been awhile

It's been maybe 30 years since I baked a pie, partly because if I make pie, I eat pie.  And I eat it steadily until it's gone.

This year we had an incredible number of apples, all of them perfect or close to it,  and now that the season is nearly over and the deer/turkeys/everyone else has had their turn at it,  I realized,  if I don't do this now, I may not be around for the next Final Gift.  Last one was beyond memory.

Yes, the crust is lumpy (but good), the apples inside are small yellow ones (unnamed, I have NO idea what they might have been originally) about the size of swollen golf balls, and like a less tart MacIntosh.

Yes, yes, I know it looks like shepherd's pie, but that really is a crust and it really is good...

I'll get over this, eventually.   =)

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Follow-up to the Mouse Drama

Talked to a very nice saleman at Tractor Supply today, about havaheart traps for really small critters.  (this is, by the way, not the season to visit this store  if you have a low tolerance for poison baits, traps, hunting gear and deer bait stations) and we discussed various methods of mouse removal. He's a fan of electric shock.  I'm a big fan of catch and release, let them work their own way home.

He suggested  a tall pail with a bait lure and a little walkway to get them up and over the top. As he said, they can't leap high enough to get back out.  In thinking it over, I realized that they can't, but my cat can.  Good idea, poor ending. However-- I have a faux composition garden pot that is big enough and tall enough to trap a mouse or two,  and if the top were closed off, and upended, there is a drain hole in the bottom they could enter, and be trapped that way.    Paws could enter, but not entire cats.

Stay tuned.  It might just work.

Saturday, October 24, 2015

Angry Mice

I had noticed that Charlie's food dish was being emptied a lot faster lately,  and idly considered the idea of mice... then three or four days ago I happened to open a kitchen drawer and found it filled with cat food kibble.

I mean stuffed.

Sooooo I cleaned out the drawer and put most of the kibble back in the cat's dish,  dumped the rest.  scoured the drawer.  plugged up  the space at the back where I suspected they were getting in.  Next day I opened another drawer and found that they had been busy.  Mouse droppings everywhere,  no food, just vandalism.  Every drawer in the kitchen, even places they had never been, had been visited. 
Angry mice, yep.  Mess with our food supply, lady, and you're in Trouble.
Sigh.  I sent my husband to the store for good old reliable DCon, and he came home with something in green gel cubes that was so toxic you were told to wear gloves, keep kids, pets, and hands away from the stuff...it causes internal bleeding in mice (which seems a particularly vicious way to die) and also in humans and pets if you get it in your system.  Someone told me it was the equivalent of Warfarin.   If I put this stuff down,  the mouse gets some, one of the cats kills the mouse and eats some or all of it, and then dies too.  Really really nice.

I started thinking about food chains here.  If the mouse eats the poison,  and goes outside, whats to stop a snake or owl from grabbing him as live prey?  The snake dies, or the owl dies, and whatever finishes off the  owl or snake passes along the poison in their system too.

He took the DCon back.  Havaheart traps are kinder and definitely safer.  I'm all for catch and release, yeah, its a bit more work for me, (and for the mouse),  but if i can rescue snakes, birds, hornets, spiders and whatever else blunders in,  surely I can do the same for a mouse. 

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Primes of my life (fudging the challenge just a tad)


3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 29, 37, 41, 43, 47    are the first 13 primes

like Pi,  the list is endless and apparently random

only number strings that end in 1, 3, 7 and 9 are possibilities

unlike Pi, new primes are still being discovered but even with super computers it still takes years to churn through all the numbers in between

http://primes.utm.edu/  is a good source that won't make you cross your eyes to understand

inside the lists are endless patterns, but nothing that you can write a formula for to predict the next one



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Tuesday, October 20, 2015

oh happy happy hallowe'en, joy joy

There is an ad that just sprang up on the radio station I listen to while Im in the kitchen,  and this particular ad is geared toward Hallowe'en.   It's from a place that grows raw vegetables and then freezes and markets them that way as healthy snacks.

Their ad suggested that instead of giving out harmful candy and stuff this Hallowe'en we should all pass out little packets of fresh frozen raw vegetables to the kiddies,  carrots, celery,  parsnips,  beets...



Saturday, October 17, 2015

dry leaves sound like the rain (6WS)


the wind is shaking the leaves loose
everything is in motion


Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Even as we speak

he's in there typing up the instructions for me on how to run his Bobcat.  Not only turn it on, but how to turn it off, too, which is not as easy as you might think.   It involves hydraulic hoses, four buttons to just power the thing up, and if anyone makes a sharp remark about "gosh that sounds like my ex..."

Good man. I think he's more worried about the BobCat than he is me at this point.

I just had a flash into the future which is as Terry Pratchett so aptly puts it, "not necessarily a light at the end of the tunnel but a flamethrower" where this very old lady has had to call 911 because she ran out of fuel while she was plowing, skidded into a snowbank, and is now trapped because the door is against a wall of snow...

Thursday, October 1, 2015

to be grateful 13 times

1.  that at 70 I'm in as good condition as I am
2. we had rain yesterday, more tomorrow
3. I'm ahead of the garden, for once
4. that deer come to the apple trees to feed
5. that turkeys march across our driveway as if they owned it
6. maybe the drought is over
7. I'm no shorter than I was last year
8. whatever memory I still have is still spot on, it just takes longer to get to it
9. most of our wood is in
10.  the cats are getting along (sort of)
11. we haven't lost the power lately
12. yay it's october
13. in about 13 weeks more or less the days start getting longer =)

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