We had once again survived Christmas.
A set of styrene guns kept him busy,
she got the doll she had coveted for the last 6 months,
and we got a bunch more stuffed characters for Kumo to terrorize and pull the eyes off well into next year.
We hunkered down with blankets on the couch, drank Bailey’s Irish Cream and watched all of the Harry Potter movies…once again, one a night for eight nights.
We indulged in fine Christmas fare straight out of the garden,
and exercised regularly in the recycling bin.
Even the Largus bugs were in a festive spirit, staggering around on the dance floor, spilling their champagne and telling bad jokes.
I am about as tough on watches as I am with work boots,
so I was very happy to open this on Christmas morning.
My previous Swiss Army watch had an extremely rare and distressing appointment down the u-bend of our toilet last fall, one of those “I couldn’t repeat that again if I tried” accidents. It was not a fitting end for a timepiece that had survived huge pieces of flagstone rolling and scraping across it, with never a hint of a scratch.
Moving along:
I did say I watched ALL the Harry Potter movies.
Purple heart is still hanging in there, it will be a big heaping pile of festering sludge in no time at all,
but for now:
Purple heart to wild purple mold,
just because I can.
I always crave a full English breakfast after looking at the flowers on Fatsia Japonica,
straight out of a fantasy book.
Loquats are also flowering prolifically at the moment,
along with some shrimps,
and the copper canyon daisies.
Habaneros and satsuma also providing some winter color. Only three satsumas on the tree this year and they were huge, larger than oranges. They were ripe and it was time for the annual tasting ceremony.
Well,
what do you think?
“Tastes like orangery-water and peel, want some?”
“Nope, I get it.”
She proceeded to devour it all.
Thanks to all who have read, commented or just lurked in the east side shadows this past year.
Stay Tuned For:
“The Appendage”
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Happy new year, Philip! Hope it treats you well and isn’t as hard on the work boots and watches. That hedge combo with the Arizona cypress, bamboo, and loquat is looking mighty fine, by the way.
Thanks Pam, and the best thing about the cypress is that there are no leaves to pick up…ever!
Happy New Year.
happy new year! I saw the hobbitses playing at the park (by Riverside) the other day when I walked to Toastie’s Subs for lunch. It was actually a very funny thought process since they were playing with the willow tree and the first thing I thought was, “hunh, that’s something Philip’s kids would do.” followed by “oh, that’s because those are the mini Leveridges.”
Happy New Year Katina and how funny you spotted the trickses on you travels!
Happy New Year, Phillip and Phamly! Now, of course, I want to amass ALL the Harry Potter movies and have my own marathon watching. I think I’ve even missed a book. Outrageous! My Purple Heart turned to purple smush just this week, I haven’t checked the Loquats for bloomage, and I’m wondering if you can give me a name for that pretty purple mold. (no, I mean its real name). I first saw it growing in an old wine barrel but apparently there’s no correlation…
…And a Happy New Year to you Cheryl.
I think watching all the Harry Potter movies at Christmas will be a family tradition from now on.
Regarding the mold, I looked around online when I wrote this post to find out the Latin name but came up short, perhaps it is some type of purple crust fungi?
I am fairly tough on work boots too. Are you like me and when you finally breakdown and purchase a new pair, can’t bare to part with the old? I have a closet full of old boots, because you never know. Happy new year to you and your family?
Happy New Year Les and yes, I have a few wretched pairs lurking in the dark caverns of my closet. They all have grossly deformed DG-covered-tongues, and one pair oddly adorns an expression that can only be described as surprise?
What a sad (and potentially shocking) end to your watch. So happy Santa put that to rights.
Our loquats are blooming up a storm but we’ll see how the deep freezes this week affect potential fruit set. A late freeze took mine out of the running fruit wise last year so there is definitely ground to make up. A neighborhood’s worth of critters is depending on a loquat bacchanalia later this year and I’d hate to disappoint twice.
Happiest 2015 ESP!
And the Happiest to you TD!
I could not believe that toilet-watch, as it went plap (the watch) and vanished up the u-bend, I remember making the same peculiar back-of-the-throat sound that is usually reserved for when a critter (usually a roach) startles me…just before the impromptu and badly executed highland fling ensues.
Yes fingers crossed for the loquat fruit this year.