Marveling at the nasturtiums this year — it seems that all I was missing to have them take off and thrive was a month of neglect. Noted for next year! I am very excited for when the blossoms are done — I’ve always wanted to try pickling those nasturtium “fruits” to make peppery pseudo-capers. The experiment is on!
(Sadly, the marigolds seem not to have come up at all. Ah well. Possibly my seeds were a little ancient. I’ll buy some new seed for next year. Lastly, a note about my garden. Awhile ago, my amazing neighbour gifted me with some wooden snakes, in an effort to scare away the local rodentia. It seems to be working, though I have to say they still give me the creeps when I walk out there to water the garlic, thinking about something else. Nothing to keep you in the moment like dollar store snakes!)
Panicking when we got out of the car after a visit to the farmer’s market, to find this particular critter on my headrest. (The Boys comment? “Whoa. That one looks venomous.” Me: “…!!!”) After some googling, it turns out the crab spider is venomous, in the way that all spiders are… but as it turns out they rarely bite humans.
If you’re going to trust the Internets on this. I’m still glad we got her out of the car!
Dogsitting. Our friend is in the tropics* this week, so we have a small, furry houseguest who has been playing very well with the Smelly, and has much-improved reactions where the kitties are concerned. He’s still very much a puppy, but he seems to have learned that Cats Do Not Want To Play. He’s been calm enough around them that the Princess even deigned to go up and sniff at him. Well done!
* WHY?! Granted it’s not been hot every day here, but on the days it has been? It has been hot. Aside from escaping the ubiquitous mosquitos, why would you go somewhere even warmer? …I think I just answered my own question, there.
Weekly bento boxes. Despite being a slacker when it comes to posting pictures (which I have been taking), I have managed to keep up with my weekly bento “assignment”. Saw Marisa’s post about these, and am now totally coveting one. (Although given that my favourite wide-mouth jar is the pint, that would only leave 2oz in the jar itself? Hmm…)
Lest you all get the impression that I’ve been a photo-taking maven, however… uh, no. I have definitely missed days here and there, which makes this year 3? 4? I’ve lost track where I failed to stick to the p365 thing. I’m not too upset; frankly there’s been a lot going on*, and not all of it is conducive to lugging a camera around.
* So much, I never even made my Canada Day cake! Instead, I settled for berries and cream. Way less work, and still totally delicious.
Reading. Despite being woefully quiet on the WYDBR front**, I have been keeping up with the books, and I even finished July’s book for our local ladies’ book club. The book was A Complicated Kindness and… yeah. It was a struggle to get through it. I’m not going to lie: one of my main motivators for finishing that book was the shame that I hadn’t finished Gone Girl for the June meeting. I didn’t want to be That Girl, you know? The one who always shows up to the book club meetings without having read the book? So I finished it. (And brought cake with strawberries and whipped cream for good measure — summer really is here!)
Having hashed it out with the others at the meeting, my opinion of the story isn’t quite as poor as it was when I first finished reading… but I still wouldn’t recommend this book. Frankly, it’s a huge time- and energy-suck (the mental energy required to get into the book, because it’s so bleak and heavy, is tremendous) and I’m still not sure I got anything out of it. Additionally, every one of the women at that table (all 7 of us!) agreed that they finished the book feeling totally depressed.
Final thoughts: it’s not a bad book, per se, but there is so much out there that will uplift, inspire or delight that I see no reason to recommend this one.
** Part of the reason I didn’t post this month is that I feel like I’ve ranted a million times over about Ender’s Game to any and all who will listen. As a story it is incredible (and actually I’m going to recommend it as a sci-fi offering for the ladies’ club book next month)… but the ending is like Shogun’s: it feels cheap, and rush and tacked on. I am disappointed every time I finish the book, and subsequent re-readings don’t make that better. The Boy asked (fairly) how I thought the book should end instead, and I admit I don’t really have a good answer to that. It doesn’t change the fact that it still irks me though.