Webster

When I am working on a Block Play post, I am always happy to include a cat or two, when the opportunity arises. Yesterday one arose.

Webster doesn't seem as happy with Roy Toy as I am.

89

November 2nd was my mother's 89th birthday. My sister, Jo, and I took her to lunch at Luisas.

Mom had Camerones Mexicanos, Kathy had Chili Verde, Jo had Chili Relleno, and I had Mole.

On the way I stopped for a short walk on the beach at Golden Gardens. Not often you see a ship bow on from there, especially with the Point Wells fuel facility in the background.

Happy Halloween

Our fairy forests of fancy toadstools keep coming along. The garden where we have enjoyed a few more each year for several years has taken another big jump.

The larger batch, the other side of the porch, is undoubtedly boosted by the construction next door with its removal of the large laurel hedge and scattering of wood debris. I think there have been one or two over there the last few years, but nothing like this.

Compare that to last week. And note that the open caps are five to nine inches across!

Fun stuff.

Happy Halloween.

Toadstools

We seem to have a nice crop of toadstools coming along for Halloween.

Eyeball - The Sequel

Eyeball number two has been modified.

I am handling it well, having been through this before.

There is a purple L on my forehead which I will leave on to help me remember which eye drops go in which eyeball. Four more weeks of eye drops. Two weeks of both eyes.

It almost makes me wish I had more eyeballs so we could keep doing this every two weeks every two weeks every two weeks ...