Well, maybe not the height, but getting there. So, a few weeks ago, we had a few days of rain, a prelude to our usual fall, and Wayne came in telling me that Luke doesn’t like to get wet. I said, “He’s a dog. He’ll get used to it.” Now, guess what we have on our front lawn blocking the view of my pretty green door? A big red tent. Wayne insisted on ordering it to keep Luke dry. We have had two dogs now, but none of them needed his own personal tent to keep dry. Not only that, but Luke tends to go right out into the rain as far as I can see. As you can see, there was very little point in my having bothered to match my yard furniture to the door. I think we all know who the tent is for.
Lukey had his third vet appointment on Monday, the second with the vet. She had seen him last when we had only had him for three days. She said the change in his looks and behavior was remarkable. When we first took him there, he wet on the table, and she said that all his siblings had done the same thing. This time, he walked up to meet her and was friendly, wasn’t shy at all about going up on the table, and was pleased to eat the cheese she gave him when he got his shots. She congratulated us on managing to socialize him so well. He is still pretty scared of some things. Just this morning he dragged Wayne up from the road because a six-year-old with a cough startled him.
This week for our hike it was just Maja and me, so we went to the nearest park, the Hantwick access for Moulton Falls. It may have been my last time to hike in just a t-shirt for the fall and winter. Today it is only in the 50’s, and it isn’t supposed to get any warmer, but it is sunny. It’s been quite cold when I took the dog out. It is Maja and me again, so we probably won’t try anything that unusual.
This week is supposed to be the one when the colors change for fall, and I can see that happening. Around here, we have mostly evergreens, and the preponderance of other colors seems to be yellow with some red because a lot of people have maples. There is one glorious huge tree that we see when we turn from Garner to Kelly road that is a beautiful orange. I think it might be an oak.
Speaking of fall, my garden is beginning to wind up. I have picked my squashes and begun to pick my brussel sprouts. I planted eight plants before I realized that was too many, and not all of them have sprouted very well. In fact, my biggest sprouts are only about an inch big, but I have been picking them if they are a half inch or bigger and leaving the smaller ones as long as I can before picking them, just keeping an eye on the nighttime temperatures. They are delicious at any size. I have lots of green tomatoes on one plant—the red ones have been coming out with spots—and that’s about all that is left in my garden. The cauliflower all sprung right away, so I just left it like that. It never became proper cauliflower.
Some friends and I have begun planning our trip in June to the Oregon Shakespeare Festival. Right now, we’re just trying to pick our plays so that when I am able to buy the tickets in November, I’ll know what we want. In order to see all the Shakespeare plays we want to see, we are expanding our trip to go on Thursday and return on Sunday, but we have a difference of opinion on how many plays to try to attend during that period. I think three is probably sufficient, although I’m willing to go for four, but one person wants to go to five and another person doesn’t want to do more than three. I’m sure we don’t all have to do the same things at the same times.
I worked on leaves for my art class all day, but I have them pretty much done. Now the only major part of my painting that isn’t done at all is the pretty pink peonies. After I do those, I would imagine I’ll be doing touch-ups and refinements for several weeks. That is the part that always seems to last a long time, during which I have no sense of how done I am and I am just doing what the instructor tells me to do.
Nothing else special happened this week except I did some shopping for my great-nephew’s birthday. He wanted a large Bumblebee Transformer, which, of course, I could not find at any stores. I finally ended up ordering it. He will be five, and we are all going out for pizza in a couple of weeks.