The moon is full, Frankenstorm is arriving all along the East Coast even as I type–and it’s almost Halloween. Doesn’t this kind of feel like the intro to a badly written horror movie?
So last night I telephoned my person in New York, a transplanted Oregonian who has lived over thirty years in Brooklyn. She laughed at my concern about the storm, and was all don’t-be-silly-it’s-nothing. I hope she’s right, but at this point I’ve a few tiny doubts.
Here in balmy rainy western Oregon I can report that the garlic fins have surfaced.
So I put out the Danger: No Swimming signs and we’ll just hope there’ll be no tragedies this year. (Last year a ground squirrel was lost.)
On the culinary front, Mr. O and Mr. O (his sibling) pressed some more apples.
We quartered the fruit then ground them up some with a hand-crank thingy and then they get smushed in the press. Next year I want an electric grinder, there are so many apples. So far we’ve made about 3 gallons of juice and it is an incredibly yummy taste experience which is worth the effort anyway.
The bulb order arrived, and today the rain let up so Max and I planted them: 10 Anemone blanda and 5 Allium jesdianum (big purple hovercraft spheres). Very exciting.
The anemone bulbs looked disturbingly like Milk Duds candy… I planted them in a little ensemble with an eastern exposure and afternoon shade, then located the allium (alien?) bulbs behind a hosta and in front of some meadowsweet in the same neighborhood. Then I put them all out of my mind until next spring. (I love surprises.)
Regarding Halloween, some sweet adult children brought us real full-sized pumpkins recently and we all had a creative slightly mad time carving and drinking beer, very festive and just exactly weird enough.
Max decided to dress up as a ghost this Halloween. Here he is in his costume, ready to haunt. He just completely enjoys dressing up like this as shown by his rollicking expression. Then too he’s a fast learner, and you should have seen how, after just a bit of practice, he could float around, his paws never touching the floor! (He can also sit and stay, if the snack rewards are good.)
Happy Halloween, or Keep Your Powder Dry, whichever is most applicable.