Catchall Catchup
Jul. 7th, 2004 05:35 pmThe lawn mower -- David and I went out yesterday in the pouring rain, and after ascertaining that Menard's didn't have the mower I really wanted, we went over to Home Depot and found exactly the one I wanted, for about thirty dollars less than the online prices I'd found. I've put it together. (Dear Black and Decker -- "Assemble clip to frame as shown in Figure 3" is not an adequate set of instructions when what you mean is, "Half sprain thumbs in the process of forcing semi-soft rubber tunnels far enough open to cram a metal frame into them."). I haven't used it yet, but it's certainly lighter than the old one.
Finances -- We couldn't afford it, but in a different sense we really couldn't afford to let the grass grow much more. Which leads me to finances. We have not heard back yet on our application for refinancing and a home equity loan, despite the cheerful assertion of the mortgage counsellor that we might be able to close this week. I don't have my check yet. David's primary employer still owes him thousands of dollars and is still very whiny. HCMC, which is the soul of patience, really, is getting very shirty about my medical bills.
Writing -- I'm still creeping along on Going North. The Liavek novel is being pesky, like a mosquito, and so I'll probably do something with it next time GN gets sticky.
Phenology -- The back yard, unmown for about three weeks now, is really beautiful. In the unmown grass are Shasta daisies, tradescantia, and black-eyed Susans, in addition to the previously mentioned yellow and white clover, yellow sorrel, and daisy fleabane. In the also-overgrown garden beds all the orange daylilies are flaming away, with the red and pink lilies still going at it happily, and a few late fresh blooms on the Henry Kelsey rosebush. I saw a Red Admiral butterfly sunning itself on the sidewalk today, the first butterfly I've seen in my own yard. We also have a widow skimmer and a selection of damselflies, as well as a serious oversupply of mosquitoes. The baby birds are making a ceaseless crooning almost like crickets or cicadas, seeeee, seeeee, eeeee, peeeeep, feeeeed meeeee, while their parents fly madly around grasping at mulberries and random insects. At the side of the house the coreopsis and the yellow-flowered yarrow are making a nice contrast to the orange daylilies and the vast hordes of hairy bellflower. I must say that for a weed it is very floriferous. The fancier daylilies have grudgingly put up flower stalks and might bloom if coaxed and cossetted. In front the gigantic hosta and the pink-and-white lilies and the sundrops and the threadleaf coreopsis are blooming, along with more hordes of hairy bellflower.
Emma says that she always liked the hairy bellflower because it made neglected spots look as if she had planted something there.
Books --- Having reread my very motley set of Georgette Heyer, I suddenly find myself in the midst of rereading my equally motley set of Diana Wynne Jones. Well, all right. I think, though I am not perfectly certain, that the last new (to me) book that I read was Henry James's The Bostonians. Good heavens. The reading was much enlivened by the utter cluelessness of the critical apparatus. The person doing this bit of scholarship solemnly informs us that we cannot, of course, hope for Olive to win out. The person who lent me the book had scribbled, in the margin, "The hell you say!" and that is certainly my reaction as well.
Pamela
Finances -- We couldn't afford it, but in a different sense we really couldn't afford to let the grass grow much more. Which leads me to finances. We have not heard back yet on our application for refinancing and a home equity loan, despite the cheerful assertion of the mortgage counsellor that we might be able to close this week. I don't have my check yet. David's primary employer still owes him thousands of dollars and is still very whiny. HCMC, which is the soul of patience, really, is getting very shirty about my medical bills.
Writing -- I'm still creeping along on Going North. The Liavek novel is being pesky, like a mosquito, and so I'll probably do something with it next time GN gets sticky.
Phenology -- The back yard, unmown for about three weeks now, is really beautiful. In the unmown grass are Shasta daisies, tradescantia, and black-eyed Susans, in addition to the previously mentioned yellow and white clover, yellow sorrel, and daisy fleabane. In the also-overgrown garden beds all the orange daylilies are flaming away, with the red and pink lilies still going at it happily, and a few late fresh blooms on the Henry Kelsey rosebush. I saw a Red Admiral butterfly sunning itself on the sidewalk today, the first butterfly I've seen in my own yard. We also have a widow skimmer and a selection of damselflies, as well as a serious oversupply of mosquitoes. The baby birds are making a ceaseless crooning almost like crickets or cicadas, seeeee, seeeee, eeeee, peeeeep, feeeeed meeeee, while their parents fly madly around grasping at mulberries and random insects. At the side of the house the coreopsis and the yellow-flowered yarrow are making a nice contrast to the orange daylilies and the vast hordes of hairy bellflower. I must say that for a weed it is very floriferous. The fancier daylilies have grudgingly put up flower stalks and might bloom if coaxed and cossetted. In front the gigantic hosta and the pink-and-white lilies and the sundrops and the threadleaf coreopsis are blooming, along with more hordes of hairy bellflower.
Emma says that she always liked the hairy bellflower because it made neglected spots look as if she had planted something there.
Books --- Having reread my very motley set of Georgette Heyer, I suddenly find myself in the midst of rereading my equally motley set of Diana Wynne Jones. Well, all right. I think, though I am not perfectly certain, that the last new (to me) book that I read was Henry James's The Bostonians. Good heavens. The reading was much enlivened by the utter cluelessness of the critical apparatus. The person doing this bit of scholarship solemnly informs us that we cannot, of course, hope for Olive to win out. The person who lent me the book had scribbled, in the margin, "The hell you say!" and that is certainly my reaction as well.
Pamela
Possibly helpful
Date: 2004-07-07 03:59 pm (UTC)On the other hand: In Ira Levin's Son of Rosemary, Rosemary does wake up and realize it's all been a dream -- right from the beginning of the previous book. And he continued on from there, with a clever twist at the end.
Oddly enough, it doesn't seem to have sold nearly as well as Rosemary's Baby. Which probably means it's not a good model to follow.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 04:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 04:54 pm (UTC)Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 08:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 12:14 pm (UTC)Pamela
"Wild phlox"
Date: 2004-07-08 08:40 am (UTC)I saw a double-blossomed sport of this on the Blue Ridge Parkway some years ago. I wish that I'd committed plant larceny and grubbed some up, but I hadn't brought a trowel.
Re: "Wild phlox"
Date: 2004-07-08 11:07 am (UTC)Pamela
Re: "Wild phlox"
Date: 2004-07-08 11:16 am (UTC)Re: "Wild phlox"
Date: 2004-07-08 12:16 pm (UTC)My invasive thing at the moment is goldenrod.
Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 04:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 08:09 pm (UTC)Anyway, she took my bluebonnets with all their seedpods when she mowed around the bay laurel.
It's been several days now, and I think maybe tomorrow I can thank her.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 08:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 08:40 pm (UTC)My neighbor periodically mows part of my lawn in resignation, but he's very very wary of anything that might be a garden plant, and has spared many a fine upright weed in consequence.
Pat, yes, the only thing that stops me, really, from turning parts that the inspectors can't see into meadow is that I know it would be a meadow for about ten minutes and then it would be a mulberry grove.
Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 06:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 08:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 08:37 pm (UTC)I can't find my copy of The Unknown Ajax.
Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 08:38 pm (UTC)I don't like the mysteries at all, incidentally.
Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 09:47 pm (UTC)In a day or two, I'll post my extras. They should go to loving homes, since most are older than I am.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 04:16 am (UTC)(I just bought The Da Vinci Code. I'm always a bit behind on these things.)
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 10:26 am (UTC)Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 08:42 pm (UTC)I haven't tried. I'd have to research markets and send out dozens of envelopes if I wanted to sell short bits, and if I wanted to sell a book I'd have to do a lot of work making it coherent and then I'd have to find another agent who handles non-fiction. I love writing the stuff as it happens, but I feel very daunted at the notion of organizing it somehow, and a lot of the energy that I'd have to use is the same energy I need for writing fiction.
I'll keep it in mind in case something changes somewhere, though.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 05:53 am (UTC)It was hard, though, to read sentences on the order of "It was December, and I had just picked the last of the tomatoes." ;-)
I found my copy in a used bookstore.
Cindy
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 11:31 am (UTC)Not for me.:)
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 12:17 pm (UTC)Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 02:17 pm (UTC);-)
Cindy
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 08:37 am (UTC)I want you to know that I understand that there are two things of paramount importance:
1) this can't interefere with the fiction writing and
2) it needs to remain enjoyable.
I wasn't thinking of a book, but selling short pieces. I don't know that it would require that much research--too much research and it's not fun. But I'm thinking of local tourist publications or alternative newspapers, maybe even statewide ones. I really think it would be an easy sell. You give vivid local color without even intending to.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 10:38 am (UTC)Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 11:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 07:07 am (UTC)*checks papersky's list and then runs off to Amazon*
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 05:24 am (UTC)As for The Bostonians - I rather feel that James wishes that Olive had won out, especially since it had been so much better for her partner than the rather dreary marriage she'll make.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 10:33 am (UTC)James is a diabolical old ditherer, with malice aforethought. But the thing is, he shows us a huge amount of both Olive's interior workings and of Basil Ransom's, and there's just no difficulty at all about which one to choose. Well, not for me, anyway. I don't think the marriage will be dreary, she should be so lucky. I think it would be a living hell. Ransom's a classic sexist of the "I love you so much that I will completely destroy everything that makes you yourself rather than a cardboard cutout of a stereotypical female." He's a monster in a courtesy suit. Excuse me, I have to go wash out my mouth now.
I also feel that, since Ransom is in favor of slavery, he just cannot be the hero, and while I think the basic slant of the book goes that way, I don't really know James's opinions on the subject.
Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 10:37 am (UTC)Pamela
One more thing about Ransom
Date: 2004-07-08 11:04 am (UTC)Pamela
Re: One more thing about Ransom
Date: 2004-07-08 03:36 pm (UTC)There's a very good, although brief, discussion of the book in Lilian Faderman's Surpassing the Love of Men. She points out that James's sister was in a Boston marriage which was strongly supported by the entire family.
I've noticed that the critical apparatus is often nonsensical. I remember the introduction to a Wharton text (Age of Innocence?) which mostly dwelled on what a bad book it was. Very scholarly.
Re: One more thing about Ransom
Date: 2004-07-09 10:49 am (UTC)James is such a sneaky bastard. The early bits from Ransom's viewpoint are sympathetic, and he satirizes the hell out of the suffragist movement. Then he does a bunch of twists and turns and suddenly Ransom is so awful he can't even be satirized and the elderly woman who came in for the satire at the beginning is revealed as practically a saint.
I've got the Faderman but I have only read bits. I'll have to look that bit up -- thanks!
I've got that Wharton edition, I know I have! Either that or nobody given the job has ever liked that book.
I meant to say earlier, best of luck with your loan. It's so maddening to be at the mercy of bankers.
Pamela
Re: One more thing about Ransom
Date: 2004-07-11 01:31 am (UTC)I think liking Wharton isn't currently the done thing in scholarly circles. How come so many academic poeple feel they should comment on books they dislike? I don't discuss Hemingway because I just end up being scathing, and while I think he deserves it, I don't think it's very useful to my readers (disclaimer: if I have to teach Hemingway there'll be no holds barred). It's like some papers: if they want an interview, they send the reporter who knows nothing about the subject, thinking this means impartiality.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 07:14 am (UTC)I also have a matching spare True Colours.
I thought I had a spare ex-library The Quiet Gentleman as well, but if so I can't see it this morning.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 10:35 am (UTC)Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-09 08:51 am (UTC)Sorry.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-09 10:50 am (UTC)Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-08 02:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-09 08:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-15 01:44 pm (UTC)-SSV, who also gets warnings from the city about the "unacceptable" weeds in her yard.
no subject
Date: 2004-07-16 11:50 am (UTC)Minneapolis has a limited tolerance for native-plant yards, but their throat knows a raisin from a lump of cream of wheat -- eee, sorry, channelling Bill Cosby -- I mean, they are quite rigid about how it can all look.
Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-16 10:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-16 11:51 am (UTC)I'm about to ruthlessly -- oh dear -- separate them, but I doubt the general vociferousness of the characters will drop.
I'm glad you're looking forward to it.
Pamela
no subject
Date: 2004-07-16 12:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-03 03:53 pm (UTC)I wish I knew all the names of the things in our lawnmeadow, as you seem to. :-)