We've woken up to a lot of that white stuff recently, and when the snow removal truck clears the road, there's just nowhere to put the snow.... so it gets piled up in front of my house. Perfect for pretending I live near Mount Everest.
Random ramblings from the cluttered brain of a Brit ex-pat North Devonian trying to keep cool in the steamy summers and warm in the frosty winters of The Great White North.
Monday 28 February 2022
White on White
Saturday 26 February 2022
Ukraine
My thoughts go out to the people of Ukraine. Russia's invasion is so wrong. Putin is making a terrible mistake.
Thursday 3 February 2022
A Little Visitor
I've recently had a little visitor, but not the kind of visitor I'm glad to see. A furry little visitor, with a long tail.
He (or perhaps she) made his way into my kitchen cupboard above the stove by chewing his way though the seal on the exhaust fan housing. Pretty hard on the teeth I would think. But the prize was a plastic bag of walnut pieces. He chewed his way through the bag.... easy peasy... and scattered the nuts all over the cupboard, leaving his little calling cards behind.
Anything edible is now safely inside a glass jar.
Time to call the pest control people in. Now there are black box traps under my kitchen sink and in the furnace room in the basement, and an old fashioned mouse trap baited with peanut butter set up in the cupboard. The hole has been plugged with steel wool.
Every morning I slowly open the cupboard door and hope with fingers crossed that I don't have to dispose of a furry body. So far so good.