Oct. 23rd, 2020

theladysnarkydame: Rain falling from green leaves (Rain)
 The rain is falling, steady and gray and cold. 

There are more leaves all over the yard, though at least it was dry enough yesterday to get the lawn mowed (which involves, at least in the back, hauling the lawn mower up and around a steep hill pocked by industrious moles, which is at least not boring.  I only slipped once, and those old jeans won't mind the grass stains).

I dropped off my ballot today - took a bit to find the drop box, as Google kept sending me to the municipal court, instead of the courthouse that the drop box was actually behind.  But when I found it, there was line of cars dropping off ballots, which was kind of heartening.

Someone stole my Biden / Harris yard sign off the end of my driveway the other day.  I live quite close to Trump country - rural Arlington / Marysville is pretty red, so that's not too surprising - I put up another one this morning, and I have a third ready to go if this one goes missing.  I don't think they'll change anyone's mind or anything, but I feel like voicing some small counterpoint to the giant Trump flag hanging at the house at the very end of the hill.

It's gray and cold and wet outside - the kind of day I'd like to spend baking.  But I don't want to waste half a pan of brownies, or most of a batch of cookies - Only individually wrapped treats at work right now, as a precaution, and I can't eat a whole batch by myself.  I haven't really baked . . . anything, since July.

So instead, I lit some candles - the house smells warm and piney.  It's a nice accompaniment to the gray day.  It would be a perfect time to curl up on the couch with a purring cat.  

But for the first time in my life, I don't have a cat. 

Zoro didn't make it.  The anemia was due to rather severe internal bleeding from a mass in his stomach - very likely cancerous.  The vet said the transfusions (two, at that point) were like pouring water into a leaking bucket.  He wasn't strong enough for aggressive treatment, and the vet wasn't hopeful of the outcome, even if he was.  

They let me spend a few hours in a exam room alone with him, just letting him sleep on my lap before saying goodbye.  

It's just me now.  All my boys are gone.  And my house is far too quiet, under the sound of the rain.


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