HAPPY NEW WEEK! I hope everyone has a joyful week. Looks like the autumn rains are coming early here this year. Lots of electrical thunderstorms last week with power outages and more forecast for this week.I woke up in the night once this week and nearly climbed up the wall because I thought a scorpion was in bed with me. It was only a very long Trig, though. A Trig is a grasshopper-like bug. That species tries to come indoors this time of year. I'm not afraid of them, but they're very loud and annoying. They make a sound like metal gears grinding. I relocated that one outdoors.
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RSPB Giving Nature a Home
Interesting, OG. I also use the words death and dying - no euphemisms. I was mildly surprised when the doctor in A and E asked the nurse what time that my OH had 'passed'. It could be said that he was being sensitive to the fact that many folk find the euphemism more acceptable. When I was speaking with three different consultants in A and E that day, I must admit that I got a bit tired of all the chat using any words except the facts. I the end I'm afraid that I interrupted them and said ' He's dying, isn't he?'. But again, I can appreciate that they were trying to be gentle with me and for that, I applaud their intentions. Everyone is different.
Heather/OG: Must confess I prefer "dying" and "died" over all the niceties. My BiL was very clear that he wanted a bona-fide funeral for my sister, not a 'celebration!' My niece is off visiting a friend in Whitstable for the weekend - a way overdue time-out for her; nephew is taking his family up to see BiL tomorrow for the day.
We had light but steady rain overnight and the plants look almost shocked. :-) It's still muggy, but normal seasonable weather resumes Monday according to all our chirpy weather people. Meanwhile, can't believe it's Saturday - again!!
Take care all
Nature Notes: We were pleased to see that we've had more butterflies in the garden in the last two weeks or so. We've seen the usual Cabbage Whites, Peacocks, and Red Admirals, and I glimpsed something blue and small which got away from me! My OH was sad to see a female blackbird dead on the ground this morning, which looked as if it had hit one of our windows. I was picking tiny strawberries on the back garden steps when something moved - I'd disturbed a little frog which hopped away in front of me, but remained on the steps. Worried that Bonnie would come and investigate, I froze. After what seemed forever, the frog hopped up a step and thence into the plants at the side. Phew! Bonnie was 'helping' my OH in another part of the garden but might have eaten the frog if she'd seen it moving.