I shall not be typing a lot on this post as I have had an industrial accident whilst deadheading the candytuft. Apparently the garden gods and goddesses felt the need for a blood sacrifice and it took the form of pruning my left pinkie. I now sport a slash that goes right throughmy finger from top to bottom approximately half a centimeter long right next to the nail but not involving it, which is now wrapped up and protected from bumping, which I kept doing all day yesterday. Anyway, it seems to be healing well, but the bandage has severely hampered my usual typing facility.
The interacion with Ruby and Mallory is still going on. They have inveneted a couple of games, one is a tag game which would only be cute if there was video. The other game is “Kill the Tail on the Doggy” which goes a lot like this. Sorry for the poor quality of the photos, but the animals are distracted by the flash and stop what they are doing if it goes off.
I did indeed get a new garden swing for my birthday. It required assemblage, and since I was hors de combat, our lovely young niece helped Jim do the job. Of course, like a proper Virgo, he had everything laid out neatly in preparation for the job.
The team at work, gesturing appropriately as models should do.
A different gesture was made when the problem below was discovered.
Oopsy, the arms are on upside down. That seat wouldn’t be that comfortable for long. After rectification. . .
Ummm there was another problem too. The final bolt tightening exemplified why cheap stuff from China is sometimes a trial and tribulation. One of the bolts sheared off before it was tight. So, the old bolt had to be drilled out of the hole, and an extra trip to the hardware store made to acquire a nut and bolt that would go through the whole shebang.
The instructions and the package claim that all tools necessary for assembly are included in the package. All of them except the carbide drill, the drill driver and the clamp made necessary by the poor quality hardware.
Ruby thought the whole process was boring in the extreme, but at least no one was killing her tail.
The jumping spider who lives in the plant light area was over getting a drink in the kitchen sink the other day, and I almost drowned her before I realized what was going on down there. She left in a huff.
Out in the asparagus patch, there is a very young argiope that has set up housekeeping. This spider is about 3mm long. She had successfully caught an asparagus beetle that was larger than she was.
On the pond, a fishing spider. This one is cool because when you disturb her she dives under the lily pad, taking a bubble of air with her trapped in the hairs of her abdomen that she can breathe from for 20 minutes or so.
Well, my folks are coming to dinner along with my little sister to continue celebrating my birthday. So I believe I shall take my finger away from the keyboard and give the dog a short walk.
I am amazed how much the left hand problem has affected my right hand typing. Weird.