Our own black panther. Well relatively speaking. A lovely, sleek black kitty was slithering around the dry falls this morning. I didn’t get a picture of him, but I’ll try. This isn’t his first visit. He took an unscheduled dip in the pool earlier this fall. I didn’t see the whole thing, but I while I was working in my room, I heard a splash, looked up and saw a black streak hightailing it out of the pond and over the fence. I’m sure it was the same fellow.  Likely he had delusions of sushi.

He’s probably after the birds now. He might get a couple, but I doubt he’ll make a dent in the flock. I hate to sound cruel, but I don’t really have a problem with it.  That’s nature.  Not to mention, it’s the only thing that keeps sparrows from taking over the world! (Along with cockroaches. :D) And while the food lures the birds here, they’re pretty canny. I honestly don’t think he’ll have much luck. (More to the point, he looked almost as prosperous as Efanor, and while Efanor’s spirit might be willing…)

Ja ne!

Ja ne!

…dedication.

Sometimes it takes a concerted effort to do something exactly right to truly screw it up.

Most of you know that Carolyn lost her mom this summer. At the time, she came up with this wonderful notion of adding a snow-viewing lantern to our pond in memory, not just of her mom, but of all our parents and the others who have gone before us.  We knew just the kind we wanted; unfortunately, once we started pricing them out, the cost became prohibitive to us. We truly thought we were going to have to compromise with a lesser lantern. Then, out of the blue, we get a phone call from OSG, who is off in Canada at World Con, NOT to order the lesser lantern we’d settled on.

It seems that, unbeknownst to us, a wonderful bunch of folks who have asked to remain anonymous had taken up a collection to get us something for the pond, and when Carolyn mentioned the lantern on her blog, they immediately knew where to designate the funds. They were … incredibly generous. Thanks to them, we were able to order exactly the lantern we wanted.

Now, comes the total screwup. I’m in charge of the pictures, right? Well, I thought the folks who did this should get first look, so, I asked OSG to go ahead and send pix to them.

Then, thinking it was so special and had been Carolyn’s idea as ’twere, that it should receive special treatment to the largest viewing audience. She gets way more hits than I do, so I gave her the pictures to post on her site, along with her formal thank you.

So…patting myself on the back that I’d really done everything right…I let it go, only to wake up the other day and realize, in no small horror, I had no idea if anything had ever been done.

I began asking questions, and, (a) yes, OSG had done her bit, and (b) Carolyn didn’t know how to post pictures and didn’t realize I’d passed the bloggish torch on this one project out of all of them we’ve done. Verbal communication between writers is never the best….sigh.

So…here we have the long overdue slide show with many thanks. I’m still trying to get a good picture of it at night with the candle in it. I have to take a time pic, and have misplaced my little remote plunger thingy and tripod for my camera. When I find it, we’ll give you the full effect, but I’ve included here the ones I took holding it by hand, which aren’t too bad.

By the looks of them on this screen, I could have gone to a shorter exposure and they would have been clearer. I didn’t use flash, but it looks like I did. It didn’t show that bright on the camera review.

How could I screw up on something this cool/generous/wonderful? Unfortunately, a bit too easily. I’m obsessive, remember? The next project came up, and I just…I hate to say it…forgot.

So with many thanks, not just to those who contributed funds, but to all of you who support and encourage us, day in and and day out…the lantern:

Does anyone else have a pet that just smells good? (Spouses don’t count. They’re supposed to “smell right.”)

I’ve had three wonderful cats, Effy, Elrond and Efanor. Loved the first two dearly, and Rondo was, IMO, the Most Amazing Cat Ever, but I was never conscious of their smell. But then, they never parked in front of my nose every morning. Efanor is a morning cuddler, and a confirmed smoocher. I wake up every day to him lying across my arm, his head on my pillow and my nose buried in his ruff….and I just realized this AM, I love the way he smells. He always smells…sunwarmed.

Oh…I promised pics of current state of the mural. It’s virtually impossible to capture the color I’m talking about. It’s very subtle blues in the water and sky and green in the main mountain. I’ve enhanced the contrast a bit on the one of the mural itself to try and bring it out, but it doesn’t really capture it.

As you can see, the waterfall is still, which gives the backyard a whole different look. It’s getting so cold at night right now, that we turn it off at night. Since I haven’t “set” the rocks of the fall, I fear that freezing would cause the rocks to shift all funny, tho it would probably be really pretty. :D

coolWhoever thought I’d be standing on a rock arranging leaves on the bottom of a pool? Welcome to my life. :lol:

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Gomen kudasai

Gomen kudasai

OSG said something last night that kind of took me by surprise. She said rather than long posts, I need to post smaller and more often. But, thought I, I’ve been posting just about every day. What’s she talking about. Then, I looked at the calendar and realized that between getting ready for the convention, going to the convention and then getting sick, it had been a long time between posts. I’ll try to do better.

I didn’t get as much reading done yesterday as I’d like. We ended up going in search of rock, and wound up getting a very good deal on some really pretty rainbow river rock. Read the rest of this entry »

…but feeling oh, so guilty. I fear Typhoid Mary and her minions may have infected the entire con.

Yes, for those who haven’t heard, CJ came down with some virus the day we left for the convention and spent pretty much the whole convention in the room,  face down in the beandip. Now, this isn’t quite as horrible as it might seem, as outside the window was a rushing stream whose sound permeated the room and inside were two kitties to keep her company, but still…this is not the way to “do” a convention, especially not one as friendly and relaxed as Miscon.

I did something like eight hours of programming on Saturday, filling in for her on panels and readings as well as my own.  Read the rest of this entry »

meandwillowWhen we went to pick up our final two koi, Ari and Maddy, we found another tree.  A serious must-have tree. It’s a contorted weeping pussy willow. I’ve always loved pussy willows, and this just begged to come home. The problem? how to fit  a tree taller than I am, with a snake-shaped trunk into a Subaru Forester.

pussywillowandtivoCarolyn suggested we could stick the top up through the moonroof. This made a certain sense, but when it came to it, I suggested we lower it through the moonroof and let it ride in the passenger’s seat. You need to look close to truly appreciate the effect, because Willow kind of disappears against the background tree, but you can imagine the heads that turned as we drove down the street!

One bus driver actually opened his window for a better view. I think we should count ourselves fortunate that we didn’t cause any accidents. (that we know of)

pussywillowextricationThe third problem of the day was getting it out of the car. We got one of our handy dandy fish-moving buckets, I climbed into the back seat and leaned across to lift the tree up onto the bucket. Then, I climbed across into the front seat (thank goodness for that moonroof!) and lifted it up to the rack on top. Meantime, Carolyn was perched on a stepladder outside the car. Together, we moved the tree across to the paint tray on the ladder. From there, with the two of us, it was an easy heft into the wheelbarrow.

We’re going to put it on the end of the garage. I honestly don’t know if the leaves turn a pretty color in fall or not, but it will be covered with poofy “kittens” in spring and be a fall of green during the summer. We’re hoping we’ll be able to prune it so that wonderful trunk isn’t completely lost in a fountain of green. The picture showed something that looked rather like a green Cousin It.

Then it was back to problem #1. Actually, not quite. I cleared weeds and grass from around the yuca plants along the West side of the house first. I’ll spare you pictures, but say I haven’t cleaned the dead leaves and pine cones, not to mention the grass, from around these plants since we moved here, and I don’t think blehanything had been done for at least a couple of years before that.

Then, of course, it began to rain.

I put the tools away and (a bit reluctantly, I admit) headed back to the office to try again with the scanner/OCR  interface.

I’d worked my way to a rather generic error message which reported the same way on both scanners and boiled down to “something in your installation is screwed.” Something that stood between me and some controls that supposedly existed.

That I could deal with. I deleted all scanner software and hardware (which for the big one took a good ten minutes just to delete!) and started from scratch. I got it up and running (a lengthy process, which necessitated a bunch of sitting around and punching “yes” and “no” because it wants to put in a bunch of stuff I really don’t need or want.) Then I began poking about and found one little option for scanning pictures that would make it default to the entire scan surface instead of its “selected areas.” I ticked the appropriate box, saved the profile as the default, tried a scan…and viola! Three times in a row it chose the entire image!

frolicSuccess! …Or so I thought.

distraughtAs they say, success is fleeting. Extremely. I opened the OCR program, tried a scan…and we were back to a partial image.

The big problem was, the OCR software never gave me a chance to intervene in the scanning process. You just poked the “get” button and either got a full or partial image, and never knew which you were going to get. According to one techno-site on line, there should have been a Twain interface access somewhere in one of the programs which should have allowed me to default to a full page scan, but I couldn’t find that. So I just kept poking every possible button in both programs, rerunning the scanner setup…until I finally found a spot in advanced usage that would let me access the scanner software during the scanning process. This way, no matter what the auto-select does, I can grab that little box and stretch it out to include the full page. I tried a test page, and got a perfect result. It’ll take a little longer, but not much.

Then, it was in to watch American Idol results while I tried to get this post together so I could bring you all up to date. Don’t know if it makes sense or not, but we do have a solution and Carolyn’s books can be OCR’d.

Now…I have to go figure out what happened to the anti-virus program on the main house computer. Looks like it’s been running naked for some unknown time! I have no idea what happened, but I’ve got to fix it before I go to bed. Probably just uninstall whatever’s left and reinstall.

I should be worried about how/why whatever happened happened, but y’know…I don’t really care at this point. G’night, all!

dead

…and balasts.

I just can’t keep up. So, like Merlin, I’ll guess I’ll just live backwards. Or…like the way I write, inside out.

Lessee…day before yesterday…Was that Sunday? Anyway, we were trying to do something about the escalating opacity of the pond. We were trying to hold out for a Spaghetti Party sometime this week for the release of the filter medium, so Carolyn decided to hook up the UV light that’s supposed to zap the algea.

cute

Great idea!

Except….

Remember what I said yesterday…or tomorrow…about it never being easy? The light, which fits into the skimmer unit, has a balast. And a short cord. And a tag on it saying “Don’t get wet.” I mean…Sheesh! this is for a pond. Wet is a given. Ah, well…put it on the list of things to get at Lowe’s. Along with the GFI socket it also demanded. Legitimately. I’d been meaning to replace the normal one in the garage for some time.

glintAnother Lowe’s run. I know we must quit spending money, but Lowe’s is just such fun! But we went armed with our little list…Cement stepping stones for the bridge footing among other things, and we got, wonder of wonders, just what was on that list. (I decided the really pretty miniature rose I lusted after wasn’t worth $20, so it went back on the shelf.) Anyway, we found everything except a cover for that expletive-deleted balast and cord. As we wandered, looking for inspiration, Carolyn got this Look in her eyes:
bwahaha

And headed for the front of the garden department. Bemused, I followed. And we found the perfect solution:

Isn't he beautiful?

Isn't he beautiful?

Yes, a turtle. He’s hollow and I got to try out my brand new (as of a year ago but never before used) jig saw to cut a hole in his tummy. The balast and cord fit right up in there…then I had to figure a way to replace the removed section. Good old duct tape layered around the opening and the plug snugged together and the job was done!

frolicAnother success story in the Saga of the Cherryh/Fancher Pond!

Life…is never simple. I had a little video all ready to share with you all so we could have a virtual spaghetti party…and now, after spending all evening figuring how to edit it down to about three minutes and trying to figure how to compress it into a reasonable sized file…Word Press won’t accept it! WAH! It says it will do video, but it must be really minimal, cuz I got it down to 13M and it still wouldn’t take it.  I thought we could do like podcasts with this and everything, but not so’s I can figure.

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I think I’m going to have to get a You Tube account. ARGH!  Meantime, a few sampler moments:

And here we have our lovely model to demonstrate the simple application of green spaghetti. But wait! Call now and you’ll get, not one, not two, but three—Huh? Oops, wrong commercial.

yummyBack to our model. First you go to the waterfall and walk carefully up the steps to the balancing rock. (Sorry. No picture. Guess I should take one.) Then you lift the lid…

Yummy!   OTOH, it might be wise to turn off the pump first.

That’s better. Now, you take out the white top filter…

Double yummy! Ooo, look! There’s a worm! doubleyummy

Take the pad (quickly!) to rinse it out. Oh, and while you’re at it, you might as well get the one out of the skimmer basket which you know darn well you forgot to rinse out yesterday!

Back to our model….

 

theresastoryinthisHaving gotten past the child-proof plastic wrapper with a chainsaw and blow torch, you begin to carefully pull the spagetti out of it roll, hoping it doesn’t spring out all over you.

 And you pull.

And pull. And hand off to the next relay runner….

And pull…until…suddenly:

tada

Link to You Tube video

Tada! You’re done!

 

Okay…You Tube is apparently up and running. My silly home video is up. If you really want to see the release of silly string into the filter, here it is, in all its…silliness.

fishiesinbowlYesterday, upon our return from skating, the Fish Boss, aka Witch Doctor, aka Herself, aka Carolyn determined it was time to release our ten little Indians, er, fishes into the Great Outdoors. We called Sharon, whom we had promised to include in the event, and she turned her car around and hightailed it to our place.

fishiecloseupWe pulled the pump and there they were, all ten of them, safe and sound. Doesn’t the above pic look like they’re in a fancy blue glass bowl? Don’t be fooled…it’s a blue bucket with rope handles.

The one with the orange spot on his head is Ichigo. Yes, you anime fans, from Bleach. We’re both addicts. The good-looking redhead next to him is Grant. The others’ names are still pending…

thegreatreleaseWe then bailed out about half the water and hauled the bucket, babies and all, out to the shallow/beach end of the pond. Then, we just tipped them in, water and all.

Sheesh! Am I really that fat? Atkins…here I come! Yipes.

But I digress…

intheirnewhomeHere they are in their new home. We haven’t turned on the UV light, so the water’s still a bit algea-murky, which is hard for the camera to focus beyond, (not to mention the bubbles) but you can see them in there.

Sort of. If you squint.

herefishiefishieHere, fishie, fishie!

Okay…I’m officially falling asleep. The allergies are killing me. The only cure is work!!!! Hard physical labor.

Guess I’ll go move rocks.