We have experienced the absolute delight of seeing Mama raccoon bring her FIVE HEALTHY BABES to our feeding station for the last 3 months or so. When they first showed themselves they were about the size of an average lady’s shoe and could not climb the tree.
Maybe the forecast of incoming inclement weather lit a fire under us, but at the best we made good use of the weather window we were offered to pour the concrete, do the final stucco patching, and repaint.
Day Two of this project saw Joshua with a sledgehammer to remove the remaining concrete and the rotted lumber.
As the weather portends the coming of winter, many of our friends are moving into a warmer space just as we respond to that going within and hunkering down instinct. A praying mantis prepares to dine on a wasp in the atrium door, and I scurry around looking for those last couple of zinnias and the roses that blush (just the slightest) from the cold nights . . .
I am guessing that perhaps 35-40 years ago in response to someone noticing that all four corners of my home were drooping, Phelps Dodge (then owner) jacked my entire home up and ran steel girders under her – an astonishing and resource-intensive feat from every perspective.
Eloise has turned up the volume for TSH Elves as we prepare for the holiday decorating frenzy and go full swing in the holiday test kitchen.
This last abrupt monsoon accompanied by gale-force (no joke) winds wrought havoc in the Master Suite and the garden garage loft. We were seriously in need of an ark! Here is what we found.
Our long-term friend, esthetician, chemist, and overall miracle-worker Chloe Zuniga and her daughter, Sofia, are concocting a couple of really special treats for our holiday guests.
WOOWOO was this a banner day with the first delivery of the one-of-a-kind Phillip and Andrew stockings now transformed into the ultimate in whimsy, bling, and Eloise-quality HOLIDAY FUN by local artist and longtime friend Dolores Ashkar!
Dale Carnegie had not one living thing on our Ann, manager of the food bank.
