Olga's Day

These purple Japanese anemones are really hitting their stride in the garden. We've had better luck with this purple plant than we have with some of our white ones. Dave planted three new white anemones last year and all three of them died, and we're not really sure why. Dave said they were very root-bound when he put them in the ground and he thinks that may have been part of the problem, but who knows?

You may remember that we got "Olga-cam" cameras several years ago to keep an eye on the dog (and the house) while we're at work. We can dial in at any time and see what she's up to, and it also has a motion-activated video function. Yesterday I turned the cameras on and got some sense of what Olga does all day.

Because it was particularly rainy and she didn't want to walk, I left her in bed when I went to work.
 

Here's a still photo taken at about 11 a.m. Can you see her under the covers with her head on the pillow? She hasn't moved.

Soon afterwards she at least mustered the energy to change position:

You can really hear the rain coming down. Normally I would make the bed in the morning but I didn't yesterday because she was in it. Not too long afterwards, her dog walker showed up and took her out, which I'm sure didn't thrill her! (Fortunately Dave was home by the time she returned, so we were spared the possibility of a damp dog in the bed.)

My day was about as eventful as Olga's. I am gradually making headway on clearing a handful of very overdue library accounts, but it's slow going. A parent who had a couple of games checked out since May 2020 brought them back yesterday, and a member of another family who's had a book about as long agreed to pay for it. Progress!