Further updates.
Well, we had the snow melt bit by bit and reveal crushed plants everywhere. Since the bulk of them were blackberries, this wasn't such a bad thing. There were also minor stressful things happening, all the time. And some not so minor.
March 13 was the day when we saw two mountain lions on the driveway. (I caught a glimpse of one, for most of a second, as a silhouette.) They harassed a neighbor's chickens. The neighbors made the chickens a safer cage inside the garage, and when they opened the door to leave, both of the mountain lions were waiting for them right outside the door.
March 16th was my 65th birthday and I was sick from stress and couldn't eat. So didn't bake myself the cake I wanted. (WAH!) Meanwhile, my next door neighbor (the one with the momma skunk and skunklets living near his kitchen) said the babies were bouncing all over his kitchen when the lights were off and he was trying to figure out how to set up infrared cameras so he could watch the fun.
Then the 19th....I was supposed to leave to go on a week's adventure with my best friend (a MUCH NEEDED vacation by this time, trust me) and I was still sick. And I got up and found that the refrigerator had died. Instead of finishing my packing, I was moving stuff to the backup refrigerator, and the big freezer.
Then, while resting, there started being racket in the kitchen that sounded like a skunk was here. And my cat started crying. I hunted around for her and then found her with her eyes squeezed shut, gagging and with huge droplets of skunk spray all over her little face. I grabbed her up, dashed into the bathroom, got the faucet on, flushed as much off of her as possible and then patted her face dry. (Yes, she did go all pointed on five ends, but I wasn't holding her by the pointed bits. No scratches.) After I got her face dry and she realized that she no longer had stinky stuff on her, she calmed right down. (I've rescued her before, like from the Flypaper Monster that wrapped around her tail and chased her all over the house. So she's calm about me doing weird things to her, mostly.)
However, bathing the cat in my best pajamas right before going on a major trip had consequences.
After two baths (me), and a full change of clothes, I still smelled like skunk.
You know the friend who had invited me on the trip really likes me....she not only put up with me smelling like skunk all the way to her house (even if she did make jokes), but also washed all of my clothes, and my luggage (I think the cat dripped on them, Jester was on top of it when I found her), and my camera case...while I took two more baths. With a vinegar wipe down. Actually, that got the smell gone. Finally.
Well, it was a lovely trip to the beach, where I got some really spectacular photos of the BEACH AT NIGHT because I was there during the full moon that was on the equinox, and spent most of that night on the beach seeing the tail end of sunset, the full moon and then dawn. And yes, there is going to be a couple new sets of photos go up! I only got back today, I haven't seen all of my photos yet, and I've seen a number of pictures that were just spectacular. I'll figure out which ones to use, and how many sets and get those posted soonishly, I hope!
Well, here I sit, typing, and Little Miss "Dances With Skunks" Jester is trying to snuggle. Unfortunately, she is still "Lightly Scented" and so this is not as happy as it could be. (I'm trying to figure out how to wipe her down with vinegar without getting shredded.) And so, I'll end this update and get back to sorting photos.