Odds and ends

Since no one else is posting I guess I better. ;o)

I went out and started cutting some of the winter damaged canes from the Cape honeysuckle bushes out front. It's a little difficult to tell what's dead now. Some stems are fine, bright green leaves among the many more dead ones. If the cane is split open, that part of it is definitely not coming back. Some stems that have dead ends have leaves just budding from well below the tips. Off course I'd like to remove the dead canes entirely, but I don't think I can do that till the bushes are mostly recovered. In the meantime I still need to prune to make the whole thing look less dead and ugly.

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Sirius had a friend visit the yard the other evening. It marked one of the bushes in the usual cat way, really stinking up the backyard. I just hope Sirius won't get the yen to mark his territory inside, in reply.

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Decades of living meme from mamculuna

In 2011 I'm living in a 3 bedroom house in Peoria, AZ with my cat, Sirius.

In 2001 I was living in the same place, but it was newer and needed less fixing. No pets of my own

In 1991 I was living in my parents' old house in woods near the St. Louis, Missouri airport with my crazy, Shepard-mix Sandy.

In 1981 I was living in the same old house with my lovable, giant, half-Black-Lab half-Great-Dane, Crash.

In 1971 I was living in the graduate dorm at the University of Missouri in Columbia, MO not to be confused with Columbia, SC where Mamcu lives. No pets save my roommate John, who soon decided life as a cloistered monk was more appealing than grad school. I spent my time filling out applications for the next year so I could get into a real graduate program in Russian.

1n 1961 I was living in my parents' house from above, oddly enough with my parents. Our dog, the Cocker Spaniel Cocoa, was sweet with people and very unpleasant toward male dogs he didn't know wandering onto our property. He wasn't allowed in the house except when my mother wasn't looking.

In 1951 I was living in that same house of my parents. Our family living there in 1951 included my older brother and sister. We'd moved in the year before. Only two bedrooms, but it had lots of room on the first floor, a full basement and an attic which would be finished off into living space by 1953. I don't remember for sure, but I think our cat, Midnight (guess what color he was), was still with us. I liked Midnight, but since I was a small child, he preferred to be where I wasn't.