Author: doug

This most excellent bottle of Scotch — a birthday present from a generous friend — lasted almost exactly one year in my house. I vowed to only raise a glass of it in celebration with friends & family, and I did keep that promise. Some friends and I drank its last dram at a Physically Distanced BBQ this past weekend.

Taking a break

I’m sure this preying mantis caught all sorts of bugs near our compost bin.

My blanket has a nose. And a tail.

Broc-co-lini, the faux-Italian treat!

How many frogs do you see?

The reconfiguration of nearby West Newton Square saw a big leap since I was last down there with the removal of this little traffic island. It’s part of a project to make this whole area less car-centric, which I will appreciate greatly once I am commuting on foot/bike through here again.

We’re breaking in our new propane-powered fire pit on our patio this evening. We figure this is a good way to extend the Socially Distanced BBQ season.

Deconstructed.

Our cats have a fountain water dish to drink from, because… cats. It has a little electric pump that, a few times over the years, has stopped moving water. Fortunately it’s a $9 part so we’ve just replaced it several times.

This last time, once the replacement arrived, I decided to take one of the old ones apart to see what goes wrong. As it turns out, they come apart easily without tools, and what’s wrong is that they get dirty and need cleaning.

So now we have 3 spares.