It really does suggest that our neighbor Mike&Spike and we don't get along. A sort of grudge hedge*. We do, honestly, like each other. Mike&Spike went on extra walks the day Eleanor got out, looking for her. He was nearly as relieved as we were that she came home.
The hedge is just my own personal nemesis. I trimmed it back today, and intend to keep it in check on my side. He likes his hedge, and that's just fine. It can be shaggy on his side as much as he likes. A bit of "Not my circus, not my monkeys" as well. I know where my duties end, and other's begin.
The yellow stripe is mostly so I, or any of our visitors, or our neighbors to the south using that space, won't displace Mike's tenant, who parks there every day. It's just a guideline.
Addendum:
Different sort of pumpkin. I may keep it intact until later, at least roast the seeds, maybe try again to cook the pumpkin. Need to do some research on how best to cook it. Given we now have a slow cooker, that might be the solution.
Also Puer tea in a block. The box will become decoration, along with the previous year's tea boxes. My own small celebration for Chinese New Year.
A woman arrested for driving without a license, verbally abused the police officer arresting her. In her mandated apology, she says "That is not how I normally act, it is totally out of character" which is almost certainly a lie. One I used to tell, which is how I know.
No. How we are under stress, tired, hungry, IS who we are underneath, when not on our best behaviour. I kept hearing myself using that phrase, "that's not how I usually am" until I realized ... yeah, yeah apparently, it is. So, I stopped excusing myself, and worked to change how I acted, and beneath that, how I thought (so it would stick, and grow deep.)
Another public figure used that phrase this week, and all I could think was, "Yes, that is who you are."
When I act badly, I take that as me becoming something I don't like, and I do everything possible to stop. By their fruits shall you know them, sort of thing. How we act is who we are, when the manners slip.
When Dylan came out of anesthesia, he was loving and grateful. I've always known he was solid, the same all the way through.
Also, found a replacement necklace.
May get my old one back once repaired, but this will do. More than do, I think it's gorgeous. From the same woman who made my key earrings, and my teacup earrings (seen).
*Grudge houses are well documented, but I can't find a source link because there is apparently a Japanese horror film popular now with that phrase, and nothing else will come up through that noise.
6 comments:
asymmetrical hairstyles are all the rage, so your hedge is just right.
It does look a bit like Moss from The IT Crowd.
You are correct, how we behave when things are not going our way IS how we really are, ditto how we behave towards others when they are not doing well. A good reminder, thanks :)
Your hedge made me smile, my anal French neighbours had been harassing me about my garden wall and its 'greenery', turns out the weeds are rooted in their own garden. I had to smile when I think how stressed and upset they'd made me feel, well, once I'd let out a hollow laugh!
Julia,
We all do better when we look to our own faults and work to solve them. Happier too, I think.
I can think only of once or twice in my 15,818 days where I would have said that my behaviour was out-of-character as an excuse for something ill-done. Nothing recent.
Hedge is perfect symbol of neighbors who get along. Yay bonus Moss pic
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