A wheel fell off our dishwasher the other day. Last night, we tried to put it back on: this involved lifting the dishwasher by brute force, sliding books under to hold it up, and then attempting to get the wheel into place. This did not work. Also, it hurt my left wrist (the one I chipped a bone in back in college). It felt fine after a night's sleep, but started hurting again this evening after I held a bus pole left-handed. I should try to be careful; this may make tomorrow's session with Emilie complicated. (We're already watching out for my knees and the opposite shoulder.) We may try again, with more suitable tools so we can turn the machine on its side, but not for a few days. In the meantime, I will hand-wash some dishes, but as few as possible tonight.
We left home this morning early enough for a brief walk in the park. Well worth it: we saw a cormorant, and a patch of jimson weed (Datura stramonium). The latter was surprising: it had sprouted, flowered, and started making seed pods fairly quickly. There are four plants, growing between the paved path and the edge of the soccer field, along one of the intermittent tiny stream-beds that fill in every heavy rain. So the answer to my immediate "Where did you come from?" is almost certainly "up on the hill somewhere." I got
cattitude to take a few pictures with his cell phone this morning; I went out this evening with my camera, but only one flower was left and open, from the four or so this morning. (Jimsonweed flowers don't last long once they bloom.) A parks worker was on a riding mower at the other end of the field, and it seemed likely that he'd mow most of the jimson weed (one is entirely below the surface of the lawn), but I'm guessing it wasn't prudent/safe to drive the mower over the gap.
Also, Tropical Storm Igor is now making its way east across the Atlantic Ocean. I know, generally, who names these things, but who in particular came up with this one?
We left home this morning early enough for a brief walk in the park. Well worth it: we saw a cormorant, and a patch of jimson weed (Datura stramonium). The latter was surprising: it had sprouted, flowered, and started making seed pods fairly quickly. There are four plants, growing between the paved path and the edge of the soccer field, along one of the intermittent tiny stream-beds that fill in every heavy rain. So the answer to my immediate "Where did you come from?" is almost certainly "up on the hill somewhere." I got
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Also, Tropical Storm Igor is now making its way east across the Atlantic Ocean. I know, generally, who names these things, but who in particular came up with this one?