Misty night

Last night Big Fish and I went outside to the car. We'd been inside since nightfall, with the heater on and the blinds down. I'd left my laptop in the car, and she wanted to measure up the garage (as you do).

The light in the backyard illuminated swirling clouds of mist: tiny droplets drifting about in a barely perceptible breeze. The cats were strangely keen to go outside, and came back later puffed up and starred with mist-drops. Maybe they see drifting cat-shapes on misty nights.

Hungry again

Two pieces of toast with seedy mustard, parmesan cheese, and tomatoes and red capsicum from the garden. This was a small pre-lunch snack. I need more IMMEDIATELY.

A loris - and a slow one at that

Are there any fast lorises? Wikipedia says that there are some non-slow ones: I'm not one of them though.

I'm eighteen weeks pregnant with twins, and I'm getting slower every day. I haven't gained much weight, but my goodness has my belly popped out.

As I write this, I am getting steadily colder. I turned off the heater because I should go outside to do some gardening. Minke the cat is sitting under the desk lamp, in her tiny cat-sauna, dreaming overheated cat dreams.

The garden really does need attention. The quince tree had codlin moth this year, and I need to clean up the skanky disappointing quince carcasses. I plan to try some messy home remedies to stop the moths.

Also I should harvest the pumpkins and clean up the vines, which will give some room to put in silver beet. I can't get enough green leafy stuff right now! Also sugar snap peas.

Now I'm inspired to get into the garden. Maybe the cat will come too if I turn off the lamp.