I really enjoy the soaps from Denali Dreams. They feel delightful in the hand and produce a rich, silky lather. I recently placed a large order just because it was so hard to decide which soaps to get. Both the Kitchen soap and the Gardener's soap do good jobs with smelly or dirty hands. I haven't had a chance to try all the floral-scented soaps yet (they last a while in the shower) but I use the Buzz-Off soap quite a bit in the summer just for it's clean, fresh smell. I ordered some of the insect repellent spray, made up of essential oils and use it on my ankles when I am in the green house. I haven't gotten gotten bit yet and it is gentle on my skin.
Friday, June 30, 2006
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Our wet, warm weather continues...
The sun peeked out a bit this morning, so I put Beebs and Twitch outside early on. Then--before I went to work--I spent a half-hour out in the yard and greenhouse, working with my flowers and herbs. I brought Tiny out with me, as she didn't seem as stoned from her Tramadol today as she has been for the past two days. I guess her body is adjusting to the medication.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Friday, June 09, 2006
The weather today feels like August...
Now lest you think that means it is sunny and hot, let me remind you that August in our section of Alaska is the Storm Season, when old Pacific typhoons crawl up the coast of Siberia to die in the Gulf of Alaska.
It was the three Ws: windy, wet and warm. One thing about the low clouds and gusty winds--it will make it a quiet Friday evening at work. The "Let's fly to Seldovia for the weekend" crowd will decide to stay home, so we won't have the usual influx of Anchorage-area pilots over the weekend. So these rainy days provide a nice break in the summer traffic. And I don't have to water the flowers.
The lupine are beginning to bloom, marking the start of the Blue Month of summer. The sea-peas (wild sweetpeas) have blossomed out a week or so ago and now the lupine join them. Soon the wild geraniums will burst forth as well, and the margins of our roads and woodlands will be awash with blue and purple flowers. By mid-July, the first flowers of summer will have faded and we will move into the Pink Month as the wild lands become dominated by the ubiquitous and lovely fireweed--harbinger of Fall.
It already feels like autumn today. That was fast...lol.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Actually, Twitch isn't turning out to be all that bad of a cat.
Since we have started letting him have some "outside time" every day, he has calmed down considerably. Also, since he has that taste of freedom each day, he is more content to remain in his cage other times--much to the relief of the shop cats.
He is an excellent outdoor cat--never wandering far from the house and always coming promptly when I call him. He wears a collar with an ID tag and a bell, so when I call him, I will hear this ingle-jingle-jingle until he comes into view.
Apparently he doesn't like being a white cat, since his first action every day upon finding himself outdoors is to roll vigorously in the dust of the driveway until his pristine coat is a pale beige. I comb out the dust but he repeats the procedure religiously until I have the impression that he would rather be dirty-tan than shiny white.
Friday, June 02, 2006
See--I *told* you there were bears in the woods...
Homer Tribune article
Homer News article
As near as I can tell, this was about mile or so from where I saw the bear a couple weeks ago.
Not that we need to go out to the North Fork for bears. Denny and I were exploring a lot about a half-mile from our place the other day, crawling over downed trees and slogging through the muskeg, trying to locate survey markers. Since the lot had never been developed, it was a jumble of wind-fallen trees, like a huge game of pick-up-sticks. And it seemed every time we found a clear spot to stand, there was "bear sign"--quantities I had never seen in such a small area. Kind of nerve-wracking when you know you have no chance of running. Of course, we were making so much noise in our efforts, it would have been a very deaf bear who wouldn't have heard us coming.
Still, I was glad when we left the woods behind us and headed back home. Some adventures you just don't need.