The Goobey got me up before six. So let him out, and went back to bed. Up for good now. Gonna be one HOT day. So delayed any idear of getting to town til tomorrow, which should be cooler (yay).
Had to laugh: Had a roll up magnetic sheet on an upper shelf in the storage room behind the bathroom. For some reason, last night, lifted to get to something behind it and got showered with birdseed. The tiny industrious mice had been busy making it their grain silo -- filling it from a birdseed bag in the work room outside the kitchen door. So the route looks something like this, floor to table, grab some seeds, run down table leg, across the room, under bathroom door, up the shelves to the top, to top of 8" cylinder, deposit, down, back, repeat. Distance each way more than thirty feet. Reminds me of finding a whole milk weed pod in my oak chest with the mouse nest -- all the milkweed around here is across the river, and hundreds of feet up the road. The nest was created during the year I was away at my mother's. How not to love something with so much energy? Truth is, I don't. Not really. But I sure have a hard time deliberately killing them. Though, when the damage gets TOO big, I'll at last set traps and bring the population down.
"In contrast, the white-footed mouse is a dweller of forests, brushlands and wooded river bottoms. It is a good climber and uses its long tail to balance it when running along twigs in search of food. Its nest may be in a fallen log or under a stump but, more often, it is in a woodpecker hole, a bird house, or an abandoned bird nest over which it builds a roof. They seldom come into our houses but often invade empty summer cottages where they make themselves snug homes in chair cushions, mattresses and stored clothing. " Yup.
The naturalists are somewhat behind the times: saw a study a couple of years ago saying that in Illinois (and I spect elsewhere) *most* mice in the house are now White Footed Woods Mice. . . . They seem to be adapting to our presence marvelously well.
listener -- we're in the same boat: 93° predicted. But at this moment, we're about 84.3° and you're at 81.6°, and our humidity is 63% to your 49%. Think I'll go up and turn the A/C on! And close the door. . . .
I think I hate that most about heat: having to close the door. I feel like I'm inside a terrarium, lol!
Never made it to our promised 93°. At the upper eighties, around two, took the puppy up for a nap. The 20% chance of showers occurred and it's dropped to below seventy. Just opened the door to let him out and that was a doozy of a little storm -- blew half way across the porch from the west end (a matter of eight feet in). River's not up much -- only inches, but is running fast and jade. Blessings.
Bill, Edwin and I ran SETI@home on the mac. But he was on cable. Tell you the truth, with this computer, I don't even get programs I might use a lot in an attempt to keep it running at all. . . . If I ever get off of dialup, and with a new computer, SETI is on my horizon. I always loved waking in the middle of the night and checking where SETI was looking on the screen saver: what a gift!!
70° Humidity 91% ~~ bathtime out there. Just propped up the toppled tomato plants -- the biggest ones. Edited the garden a bit -- most of the sedum is having to go: too dang invasive. . . . I'm for healthy, but *this* is ridiculous, lol!
Vermont is sizzling in the hot Summer sun
ReplyDeleteand Howard Dean is still First.
Yesterday we had record heat of 95F with dew point of 67.
ReplyDeleteWhat will today bring?
Howard'd be FIRST!!!
ReplyDeleteThe Goobey got me up before six. So let him out, and went back to bed. Up for good now. Gonna be one HOT day. So delayed any idear of getting to town til tomorrow, which should be cooler (yay).
Had to laugh: Had a roll up magnetic sheet on an upper shelf in the storage room behind the bathroom. For some reason, last night, lifted to get to something behind it and got showered with birdseed. The tiny industrious mice had been busy making it their grain silo -- filling it from a birdseed bag in the work room outside the kitchen door. So the route looks something like this, floor to table, grab some seeds, run down table leg, across the room, under bathroom door, up the shelves to the top, to top of 8" cylinder, deposit, down, back, repeat. Distance each way more than thirty feet. Reminds me of finding a whole milk weed pod in my oak chest with the mouse nest -- all the milkweed around here is across the river, and hundreds of feet up the road. The nest was created during the year I was away at my mother's. How not to love something with so much energy? Truth is, I don't. Not really. But I sure have a hard time deliberately killing them. Though, when the damage gets TOO big, I'll at last set traps and bring the population down.
"In contrast, the white-footed mouse is a dweller of forests, brushlands and wooded river bottoms. It is a good climber and uses its long tail to balance it when running along twigs in search of food. Its nest may be in a fallen log or under a stump but, more often, it is in a woodpecker hole, a bird house, or an abandoned bird nest over which it builds a roof. They seldom come into our houses but often invade empty summer cottages where they make themselves snug homes in chair cushions, mattresses and stored clothing. " Yup.
They are SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO damned CUTE. . . .
The pod, BTW, was empty: the silk had been used to line a bird's nest I'd been keeping (yeah, I *know*, lol!).
DeleteThe naturalists are somewhat behind the times: saw a study a couple of years ago saying that in Illinois (and I spect elsewhere) *most* mice in the house are now White Footed Woods Mice. . . . They seem to be adapting to our presence marvelously well.
Deletelistener -- we're in the same boat: 93° predicted. But at this moment, we're about 84.3° and you're at 81.6°, and our humidity is 63% to your 49%. Think I'll go up and turn the A/C on! And close the door. . . .
ReplyDeleteI think I hate that most about heat: having to close the door. I feel like I'm inside a terrarium, lol!
Just passing by; crazy busy. OK. See ya'.
ReplyDeleteHi, Alan; bye Alan. Stay well, okay?
ReplyDeleteNever made it to our promised 93°. At the upper eighties, around two, took the puppy up for a nap. The 20% chance of showers occurred and it's dropped to below seventy. Just opened the door to let him out and that was a doozy of a little storm -- blew half way across the porch from the west end (a matter of eight feet in). River's not up much -- only inches, but is running fast and jade. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteBill, Edwin and I ran SETI@home on the mac. But he was on cable. Tell you the truth, with this computer, I don't even get programs I might use a lot in an attempt to keep it running at all. . . . If I ever get off of dialup, and with a new computer, SETI is on my horizon. I always loved waking in the middle of the night and checking where SETI was looking on the screen saver: what a gift!!
ReplyDelete70° Humidity 91% ~~ bathtime out there. Just propped up the toppled tomato plants -- the biggest ones. Edited the garden a bit -- most of the sedum is having to go: too dang invasive. . . . I'm for healthy, but *this* is ridiculous, lol!
ReplyDeleteI'm surprised, as Sedum isn't invasive here. I have 7 plants of Autumn Joy Sedum, and it gets bigger each year, but doesn't spread.
DeleteBoy beat up to bed *again* == no fool he: the A/C is still on up there, lol! Under the wing, all. . . .
ReplyDeleteToo tired to type, and anyway two kittens are asleep on me. Remind me to tell you about the air conditioning at work.
ReplyDeletegoing to have VT*Grand here tomorrow. Therefore, must sleep! ;-)