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About heretherebespiders

Immigrant American living in Ireland. Sarcastic, decrepit. Loads of interests: reading, plants, pets, food, art, writing, drinking, space, politics, feminism, quantum theory. Not 'girly' and not interested in being so.

Kitty Nesting

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I make a kitty nest of pillows and blankets every morning before I leave for work. It is appreciated.

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Scenery

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For some reason, I’ve had a lot of interest today on this much neglected blog. It had a good result: I thought of a reason to post!

I normally only give close up shots of flowers, so how about some pictures with a bigger view of the hot mess of plants I have?

A little patch out front, nice and shady for hostas. Lovely purple blooms going well with white gladiolus and some orange crocosmia.

More crocosmia (lucifer this time) with roses and a grey willow “weed tree”. I’ve clematis, Passion flower, and wisteria growing up this tree, and the little birds just love to perch in it.

More out front hot mess. I took this because I’m in love with a grass for the first time.

My raspberries. I had four plants to start with. Enough said.

The Not-Sweet-Pea. It is perennial, and I fight every year to get it to grow up, not down. I think I finally won, and managed to make it stand up!

Pots? I got pots. Thankfully the car is small so I can take up half the driveway with potted plants.

Another rose corner.

This used to be grass. An older picture as the Not-Sweet-Pea is big, but not in bloom yet.

Looking the other direction from the previous picture, in the same strip that used to be grass beside the driveway.

So there you go, some wider views of my plants. Imagine if I had a large garden!

I’ll leave you with a new favourite (in close up, of course).

Tick Talk

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Ticks.

Not a critter I ever saw in Florida, and only once in Ohio.

Saw one in Ireland, in May, in a forestry planted forest. I can’t recall when, but it was probably ten years ago.

Himself and I went out foraging for mushrooms at the end of May; no luck, but I did find a tick on my belly a few hours later. I felt a small bump and figured it was a cat-scab (Lumi does like to make biscuits on all of my parts when he is feeling cute). I tried to scratch it off, it didn’t go, I tried harder, no luck. Tried really hard and it made a sound when it came off, a pop. Well hell I know scabs don’t make popping sounds! Yep, a wee tick, and I took it off by accident in the worst way. In any case, it was off, and I’m fine.

Now we all have an awareness ticks are about and local, right?

Fast forward to this week. Himself and I are about to go to bed. He is looking at something on the kitchen floor I cannot see (took my glasses off). ”

“What is that? It looks weird. What is it?” he asks.

“I got no idea, I can’t see shit.”

Figuring it’s a bit of food or something the animals have done (poo, puke, who knows), I grab a napkin and pick it up.

It is a huge, huge, squashed tick. Blood everywhere. Interestingly, it is still quite red, not the black or very dark brown of digested blood.

“Huh. It’s a dead smashed tick. Must have come off the dog? How did it get smushed?” I look at my bare feet. One is clean, one is covered in tick-dog blood in little round spots. So is most of the kitchen floor.

“Dammit.”

What’s Bloomin’

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I have my first ever lupin. This baby wasn’t intentional. Himself wanted ‘red hot pokers’ and bought a pack of two (Aldi!). Only one grew, and I knew right away it wasn’t a ‘poker. I planted it last year, and this year I’ve three flower spikes and they are just lovely.

I’ve also clematis. I have four different ones, but this one normally blooms third. It seems to be very happy this year and jumped ahead of the rest. My poor blue one seems to have lost all its flowers due to heavy winds. Aww.

Lastly my beloved bearded iris opened yesterday. It was such a lovely sight to come home to yesterday!

Return to Piggy Peggy

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So, I’ve been off work for nearly a year and a quarter. I’m back now, and easing up from half days into full time.

Today, my old friend found me!

She is looking good! Her ears are clean as is her fur, and no parasites that I could see.

She was happy to see me, and remembered me right away. I didn’t even have food but I got to give her lots of cuddles and even some lap time.

Unfortunately, she still hasn’t been spayed. She shows signs of yet another recent litter. I’m also concerned because the houses I believe she ‘lives’ at have For Sale signs out front.

In any case, it made me happy to have a visit with my old friend Piggy Peggy today.

Lokii on the Prowl

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Lokii turned ten this month. He is super healthy and only has the tiniest flecks of white on his ears.

He also has suddenly become…brave.

He wants to go outside for the first time in his life! Used to be, if I even held him by the window or back door he would get stressed or show no interest. Well.

Him this evening, looking like the king of the world on the roof of our car. He is just fine until a moving car comes close or a human appears, then he gets scared.

I’d love to see what he thinks of the cows next door!

Litter-ally Considerate!

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I saw the most amazing thing yesterday! Siamese Lokii went for a pee. When he started to come out of the box, he put both front feet on the edge at first; then he put each foot back into the box, one at a time, and shook the litter off!

As he stepped out, he shook off each back foot as well.

I’ve had cats all of my life and have never ever seen this behaviour.

What a gentleman!

Eh, mam. Please, I was only sleepy…