So here are some photos of recent days…
Here is Becky surrounded by animals on the couch. Everyone wants to be close to her since she has been pregnant; she must be giving off mommy vibes. The kittens have grown quite a bit since this photo was taken, as has Becky!
Merle in her squintiness.
Benedict and her beautiful Asian eyes.
Becky on her birthday examines ‘Baby Animals and Their Mothers’ (from my mother) and holds her bump. Mom put a photo of her and me when we were younger (I was seven or so) at the back of the book. This was almost a month ago so I will update her belly growth soon.
Gordon in pursuit of his softdisc.
Retrieving the softdisc.
Gordon waits arrogantly close to Becky while she readies herself to throw.
Becky grins maniacally.
I laugh maniacally.
Our garden in September as the summer fades — note the chiminea added for cooking and fireholding purposes.
Despite the late season the geraniums were still blooming. They still are, even though it is now October.
The windflowers, given to us by Becky’s mother, were still blooming in September, though, sadly, they have finished now.
The chiminea and the grill sit side by side like two lovely grilled and smoked meat bearing trees.
Roasting red peppers in the chiminea.
This shot was too good to pass up, though a larger lens might have been helpful with the lowlight conditions. This is Bishopthorpe Road where all our local shops are. The crescent moon was sitting above the street amongst the multicoloured clouds while down below two kids were standing on the traffic island holding Dominos Pizza advertisements.
We have recently resumed taking a vegetable box delivery from our local organic farm. Here be the spoils.
Fernando by the chiminea’s fire.
I don’t know if I’ve detailed it here but Gordon has a phobia of hot air balloons. He actually fled the park one time because a balloon was taking off across the way and passing overhead. Then later I was in bed and he started barking and growling and when I got up, in a panic, and looked around I could see nothing. Then I heard the sound of the hot air balloon firing its air. In this case he started barking and growling and looking out the window, but when I looked there were no dogs anywhere, which is the only reason he will bark out the window usually. Then I saw it. Gordon’s nemesis… the Virgin hot air balloon!