Spooky Eclipse

As I have since 2020, every day in October, I turn my Instagram over to Lord Cuttlebone, the skeleton who resides at Houndstooth Hall (beginning last year, he’s frequently joined by his nephew, Ambrose).

Today, I photographed them enjoying the solar eclipse. We didn’t get a lot of sky change; it was mostly just overcast, but we saw a lot of the wonderful trembling shadows created by leaves as the eclipse took place. It was also a lovely, cool day to be outdoors.


Love the effects on the fence and on Lord Cuttlebone’s jeans.

Were you able to see/experience any of the eclipse where you were?

Wednesday’s tree was full of woe


I took this photo in July of 2022 to show the state of our grass after a summer drought. I’ve put a dotted line around the large tree that was about mid-point against the back fence so you can see how green and leafy it was last summer.


A second winter freeze and a second summer of drought left it looking like this.

And this, with a palm, also dead, in front of it.

Then the tree guys came, and the photos tell the story.

It always hurts to lose a tree (the dead palm is gone, too, but I’m not a big fan of palm trees as part of the Hall’s landscaping. We’ve actually had four removed, and another one died after one of our big freezes over the past few years). Several years ago, we let our next-door neighbor take down one of our trees because its roots were invading her water/sewage system. I remember that we did a major pruning of a tree at The Compound, and lost a tree there during a hurricane. But this Hall tree had been so healthy and weathered many storms, until two winter freezesĀ and two summer droughts were more than it could take.

Losing it was sad. And it took so many tree guys and chain saws to cut it all up so it could be moved to the street and hauled away.

I’ll miss having it as part of the view. The birds will miss it, including the crows who I regularly try to engage in conversation. The dogs will miss the camouflage it provided when they explored the back fence area on the hunt for possums, squirrels, maybe a raccoon, and even the occasional cat.

More to come on the state of Houndstooth Hall’s grounds.

Trees at the Hall

I was worried about a tree at the Hall because it looked like this post-drought.

We constantly get business cards and flyers stuck through our front security fence. I save them for “in case of” times, and this seemed like one of those times. We picked the business that seemed to offer most of what we wanted now or might want in the future for the trees on our property.

Now I have dozens of pictures to show some of what was done, but I’m too tired to compare all the photos I’ve uploaded from my phone and camera. Maybe sometime next week, I can do a few posts that show why several men (and one woman) were here on Thursday and Friday to help us with our trees.

The dogs were not amused by any of these shenanigans.

More to come, but in the meantime, today I did some front porch cleaning that includes Aaron’s Garden. We lost only two small succulents that need to be replaced. In this case, at least, we triumphed over the drought.

Today…

It rained at our house. Houston has gone 47 days without rain. I guess we have to redefine “subtropical.”

We were very grateful. Houndstooth Hall has lost botanicals, despite watering, but the trees around the property are okay. A normal fall season would be welcome (I do NOT consider hurricanes normal).

Tiny Tuesday!

Today was a day of being close with friends when we said a hard goodbye. Not my place to share this publicly yet, but I wanted to mark the date.

Interestingly, a winged visitor joined us in the early evening as we sat outside (a rare opportunity this summer; shade and a breeze made it possible). I had hoped that distant cry heralded an arrival, and then a very large crow landed in the tallest tree just outside the back of our property. Some say crows are bad omens. Not to me. I think they bring a little magic and sometimes a message. I felt like he confirmed my choice to begin the next book with my “crow” character.

I want to do more thinking and reflecting–timely, as Mercury goes retrograde mid-afternoon tomorrow (thanks, Pat!). For me, Mercury retrograde provides an opportunity to pause. It also reminds me to make sure my actions are aligned with my intentions. Of course, any of us can do this any time. Mercury just makes me mindful of it.

Adding a couple of tiny reminders of a love that made me laugh.