Here’s what Nauset Beach looks like this time of year. This was taken right after that sunset shot I ended my last post with, Friday night I think it was. We’ve had a bit of a warm-up since then…but it’s really a matter of degrees. Mostly we still linger right around the freezing point, though some days find us dropping into the low twenties.
Hey, I forgot to show you the cool new doormat I found last week, for $1.89! It’s just the right thing for the landing outside the front door here at the nest and I’m pretty excited about the bargain, as well.
My houseplant pampering did continue on Sunday afternoon, as I divided one of the spider plants. Not a very photogenic project there, as that particular spider was a bit unruly, gangly and also regularly chewed upon by my Gray Pal. I ended up cutting each of the division down as I repotted them and so it will probably be a little while before they are properly filled out again, but I trust they’ll look great with a little time.
I had planned to do more, but then ran out of soil…and while I was out at the store(s) getting more soil, and oh, a new box of Miracle Gro…I got distracted by a couple of new plants…a lovely rosy-pink begonia and also a hanging pot with a wandering jew (spiderwort family). I had seen the new crop of hanging plants arrive at the local Christmas Tree Shop last week and had been sort of drooling over them…although I certainly didn’t need a new spider plant, certainly…and maybe didn’t need another new plant at all.
Ha ha ha…kidding! At least I made a token effort to talk myself out of it. I had been a little torn about what plant to choose, though. The Wandering Jew and it’s lovely purply leaves would look great against the red walls of the kitchen, where I knew I could welcome a new hanging plant. But there was also another plant, this one unknown to me, with lime green scallop-edged leaves and itty-bitty little white flowers with even ittier-bittier purple spots on them…and I was sure I could only welcome one of them. So you can imagine my delight when I walked into the store and found a hanging basket with BOTH.
So, here it is. Anyone recognize the green leaved one?
Other plant points of interest there include the tall stalk of amaryllis to the left and down at its feet, a purple primrose.
Here’s a closer look at those tiny flowers and one of the leaves of the mystery plant, although still not the crispest shot. Still, if any of you fellow plant-o-philes recognize it, I’d love to know the name of my newest plant friend.
Also at the CTS, the shelves which had recently been cleared of Christmas clearance items were now fully stocked with all manner of flower pots, window boxes and other plant receptacles of all shapes and sizes.
This was exactly the motherlode I’d been seeking earlier in the week. So natch, I picked up two more inexpensive pots in sizes I liked, as well as the giant latte-cup planter I chose for the new begonia, which you can see below. I do like when a plan comes together…especially when you weren’t sure you had one to begin with.
Here’s my roomie, during one of our great play sessions which have seasoned this week. Badum’s been quite the bundle of energy lately, bouncing off walls and tearing about the place. He is settled quite happily into our digs here and really makes the most of the springy floors and level-changes between dining room and kitchen.
Above you can see him in something like his default position. When he’s not tearing about like a mad-kitteh, you can most often find him laying around on his back, all his feet in the air. Here, he’s considering lashing out at the monkey slippers, a favorite stalking target of his…but only when they are on my feet.
Over here to the right is a shot of my boy in rough play mode, as he is about to grab my hand in both of his, all the better to fake-chew on my fingers. This is a rare face on him, since he’s generally the most agreeable cat I’ve met. But we all have urges, eh? I also think he’s learning to throw his voice, since twice this week he has been heard in places where he was not, a keen trick indeed.
Perhaps it’s becoming clear why I will occasionally look the other way from a bit of spider-plant nibbling.
Here’s what sunrise looked like from the deck here Tuesday morning, as we joined the world in turning our eyes to Washington D.C. and the inaugural festivities of our new American President, Barack Obama. What an exciting day…and what a good feeling A Little Hope can be, eh?
Perhaps you saw The Gray Catsby on television this week. He sang Yowl to the Chief during the festivities in Washington, you know.
(Thanks to my good buddy Somewhere Joe for the link to Aretha’s Hat.)
This morning I went exploring. A friend of mine has recently inherited a house in Falmouth, which is a town here on Cape Cod in the southwest corner of the Cape. There’s no direct way there from this end, and it’s as far as you can go from here and still be on Cape Cod, so I’d never actually been. I understand there’s a botanical garden there, so I ought to make the effort in season sometime.
Anyway, this friend lives on the opposite coast and asked if I could drive down sometime and check on the place to see how its faring in winter and so I explored some new territory. The house was easy to find and seemed to be in sound shape. After a thorough examination of the place, I looked around a little, stopping by this frozen marina. Temps were in the low 20s and the air here on the shore was very damp, so felt even colder.
I didn’t stay longer than to snap these pictures…and I bet those ducks were even colder than me. I look forward to exploring that part of the Cape on some warmer day. Meanwhile, here’s the treasure that met me in the kitchen back at the Nest when I finally got home from work just before ten tonight: it’s the amaryllis, variety Cinderella.
Isn’t she pretty?
As a bonus, an accidental self portrait of the gardener.