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noadvertising) wrote2025-03-19 06:30 pm
noadvertising) wrote2025-03-19 06:30 pm
What I saw tonight (and during day)
Driving to the airport at three thirty is no fun. Even less fun when the daughter next to you begins to shout ´Look, ma, there´s a dead animal on the street´. There was one, indeed- coat nearly white (hard to decide in the light of the headlights, bigger than a rat, the tail nearly hairless. No clue, never seen the like. We called it big albino rat. Not even two minutes later daughter practically screeched- an animal, way bigger than a cat, tried to cross the motorway. Fur a darkish grey, with black and white in it. I would have thought of a racoon, only there aren´t racoons in this area. At least, I hope so, racoons are hard to get rid of once they are here. And they breed like rabbits. At home I went to bed first then to breakfast, and, last not least, to Google. My guess is that we saw a badger and I sincerely hope it survived that trip. I love badgers! The other? Still no clue, but when I was preparing lunch I had a look out of the kitchen window, and there was another big albino rat running along neighbour´s driveway, unfortunately defecting to the adjacent building ground. Definitely no short-tailed weasel, This one would have been bigger and more elegant. I am open for suggestions...
Since hubby is incorrigible he bought a vegetable box for three euro yesterday. Daughter got sent off with courgette and eggplant. We had mushroom sauce and salad with radishes. There´s another salad for tomorrow, and bananas for cake and quite a lot of apples and tangerines. Hubby has eaten all the grapes, but what to do with two fennel bulbs? Soup, maybe? Then I will need potatoes, too. We usually are a potato-free household! And if hubby thinks he can show up with another green box signs will be pointing to thunderstorm!
After a leisurely morning with only a few housework chores I had a short after-lunch nap then began to tidy the wool boxes out, Cassian watching the Wolle fort-Voldemort-Avada Kedavra game with his wand at hand, because hubby had brought his mobile up to let him partake. Each ball of wool thrown into the bag of doom got hexed. No, the wool itself is completely fine, but, as I said, no sock wool will be needed in the near future, and I do not intend to farm moths. Better give all away to a flea market and buy new one when needed! There are people aplenty who love to wield sets of five needles to do socks, but that´s definitely not me!
Come evening hubby climbed into his car and drove off- potatoes, cream, salmon (on offer). He now knows that those offers get sold earlier than advertised- that might be the reason that there isn´t anything left on the day of the official offer. I wondered why hubby had not taken his bike, until I noticed that the spring-like temperatures had been rapidly dropping now that the sun was off. No biking when it´s beyond ten- it´s eight aat the moment. Not good for an elderly bladder...
Since hubby is incorrigible he bought a vegetable box for three euro yesterday. Daughter got sent off with courgette and eggplant. We had mushroom sauce and salad with radishes. There´s another salad for tomorrow, and bananas for cake and quite a lot of apples and tangerines. Hubby has eaten all the grapes, but what to do with two fennel bulbs? Soup, maybe? Then I will need potatoes, too. We usually are a potato-free household! And if hubby thinks he can show up with another green box signs will be pointing to thunderstorm!
After a leisurely morning with only a few housework chores I had a short after-lunch nap then began to tidy the wool boxes out, Cassian watching the Wolle fort-Voldemort-Avada Kedavra game with his wand at hand, because hubby had brought his mobile up to let him partake. Each ball of wool thrown into the bag of doom got hexed. No, the wool itself is completely fine, but, as I said, no sock wool will be needed in the near future, and I do not intend to farm moths. Better give all away to a flea market and buy new one when needed! There are people aplenty who love to wield sets of five needles to do socks, but that´s definitely not me!
Come evening hubby climbed into his car and drove off- potatoes, cream, salmon (on offer). He now knows that those offers get sold earlier than advertised- that might be the reason that there isn´t anything left on the day of the official offer. I wondered why hubby had not taken his bike, until I noticed that the spring-like temperatures had been rapidly dropping now that the sun was off. No biking when it´s beyond ten- it´s eight aat the moment. Not good for an elderly bladder...