cat shenanigans on election day

 

i put this photo up on my instagram page and labeled it "double trouble."

 

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korrina and chanda came over for breakfast after which we all visited our polling place (ps 3 this year)  . . 

where we ran into kendall on her way out.

chanda wasn't feeling well and worried that she had covid as her friend had tested positive for it just yesterday . . 

afterwards, i did some grocery shopping with chanda, morgan went to a dance reherasal, and korrina visited the wine store and then met chanda and i at the butcher shop.

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in the evening i visited with kendall and janine:

and with minerva as she went on her hallway rounds . . 

aurélien was feeling a little under the weather today also.

good night minerva.

treats

 morgan and i took the kittens for a check up at our local veterinarian. i was a little worried about cricket since he's been a bit picky about his food and much slower at eating than his sister. both of them have their adult teeth coming in, and cricket's gums are a little inflamed. afterwards, we stopped for ice cream at van leeuwen on west 10th street. i pass it all the time but rarely stop . . and they have such good ice cream! today i had honeycomb and chocolate, and morgan had pistachio and strawberry.

back at home cricket decided to climb up to the topmost shelf of the bookcase.

an autumn poem on sunday morning and lunch in queens

nothing gold can stay

nature's first green is gold,

her hardest hue to hold.

her early leaf's a flower;

but only so an hour.

then leaf subsides to leaf,

so eden sank to grief,

so dawn goes down to day

nothing gold can stay.

 

by robert frost (1874-1963) 

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we had several bins of korrina's books and momentos that we decided to bring out to her this afternoon. morgan came along and we had lunch at a local diner. it was a bit rainy, warm and humid.

morgan had a florentine omelette (spinach and feta cheese) with home fries and i had huevos a la mexicano (rice and beans and corn tortillas with scrambled eggs, cheese, onions, hot green peppers and tomato). the others had sausage, egg and cheese on a roll).

 

 

it was quite a grey day.

greg's favorite water vendor

 

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back at home morgan finished up the special pepper recipe lisa-lou had started. one day when she was here, she had bought five red peppers, shallots and olive oil. we roasted the peppers earlier this week and i peeled them all, and now morgan sliced them and layered them with the shallots, garlic and herbs . . varying each jar. they look delicious!

 

 

 

and here are the cats being very interested in what morgan is doing . .

 

what could be in the oven? something for them?
 

no, i don't think so, but, hopefully, morgan is putting food into their bowls now.

at the green market, rambunctious cats, and putting up a window curtain

composting . . 

secrets . . 

 

(brussel sprouts)

waiting in line at the dairy farmer stand . . (milk, yogurt, butter, cheese)

 

inspecting the green market produce . . 

cricket's furtive wish is to be a bat . . 

curtain installation . .

waiting for the refrigerator door to open . . 

walking home from errands and a lunch date

 

i walked past mercer books on my way back from lunch with jeanette at ciccio's (i also had vision therapy earlier, and saw chanda after her microbial ecology class, and waited with her while she ordered a sandwich at the bagel place). there was a book about edith wharton by eleanor dwight that had a lot of interesting photos and anecdotes, so i purchased it . . i know greg will enjoy reading it too. 

the days are warm here (70's) but the leaves are golden and red and carpeting the pavement everywhere. the kittens are cuddling with us everyday and bouncing around from room to room. cricket is a bit picky about his food and i've needed to go out and buy specific flavors from a list his foster family kindly provided via communication with the meow parlour adoption team (he doesn't like "patés" and prefers "flaked" or "shredded" meals) fern is still named fern and i'm still muddling through other names in my head that might be more fitting . . but nothing has stuck yet.

morgan makes the best cappuccinos.

some of the lovely little gifts lisa-lou had me pick out of a cloth bag from paris: a rock from bordeaux (andernos-les-bains) painted by her mom, a magnet from her as a remembrance, caramels from bretagne and a little journal and collector's coin from paris.

all soul's day

man was made for joy and woe;

and when this we rightly know,

thro the world we safely go

. . joy and woe are woven fine

a clothing for the soul divine

under every grief and pine

runs a joy with silken twine . . 

from auguries of innocence

by william blake (1757-1827)

visitors

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and for dinner morgana made fried green tomatoes with cornmeal (a recipe i've always wanted to try, especially since we currently had several green tomatoes from our friends' garden in connecticut) and i sautéed flounder in butter, flour and herbs . . with leftover hakurei turnips. (lisa-lou left early this morning at 6 am for newark airport; greg accompanied her to new jersey transit at penn station so she had help with her suitcase. she texted a pretty photo of the beach as now she is in florida!)