Monday, February 3, 2020
Birds, Flowers and Books
We're seeing brighter days and signs of spring here in London, from twittering robins...
...to more snowdrops. This clump opened in our back garden over the weekend. Our daffodils have yellow buds and I've seen purple and yellow crocuses (croci?) in the park and at the cemetery.
Speaking of the cemetery, Olga and I went yesterday. Another weekend day, another muddy dog walk! This is her "I hear squirrels in those trees!" face.
Some of you asked if Olga enjoys her baths. I'm pretty sure she doesn't -- she always stands very glumly with her tail between her legs while we wash her off. Fortunately, being a short-haired dog, she's very easy to clean. It's basically just a rinse job. And she knows the word "bath," so when we come home, all I have to say is "bath" and she goes and gets in the tub, looking miserable.
Remember the ficus tree I "rescued"? Well, rescued may be too strong a word. This is what it looks like -- and this picture will serve as either the "before" shot in a truly remarkable before/after comparison, or as a memorial when it dies. I'm thinking we're headed toward the latter, but who knows?
I consider it a major achievement that I am now 121 pages into "The Dark Frigate." It has gotten better. Plus I finished another book this weekend, "Never Have I Ever," which was recommended to me by a student. It's full of interesting twists, but I didn't love it -- it deals with a blackmail situation that, to me, is undermined by the fact that the protagonist could simply fess up and go to the police and eliminate the whole problem. There would be consequences, sure, but I just don't buy that someone in that situation would continue to keep secrets that could be so dramatically used against her.
I'm glad to report that Dave's cold is better. He got some antibiotics from a walk-in clinic on Friday, and although he's still coughing, he's much improved overall. I've managed to avoid it entirely, knock on wood.