Still Waiting for the Wind

Once the last katydid ended its song, it was just me and the crickets and Orion. Even the cat was asleep. There was a bit of wind earlier, but mostly I only heard it humming in nearby stands of trees then fading away. Very little of it came to stir my trees or ruffle my hair. After a while, it vanished altogether. It was only a small foretaste of what is to come. But for a while, a late night stillness fell over the dark landscape. Until the morning traffic began, I got to listen to the crickets undisturbed.

I've decided post the last of the five pictures I have thus far uploaded to my test gallery. I'm trying to decide what to upload next. There are a couple more fog pictures, and some views of Feather River Canyon, but nothing particularly exciting. I have all this space now, and not enough good stuff to put in it. I guess I could make some naked pictures of myself and post them, though I doubt they'd be very popular. In fact, I suspect that they'd be a good way to clear out my friend-of list. Hm. I'll probably stick to landscapes and kitties. Everybody loves kitties, right?

More Fog Another view of the scene I posted recently. I'm not sure I like the utility poles going right down the center of the picture. (Click for larger images.)

Edit: As soon as I posted this entry, Google AdSense fetched a link that says "End Procrastination Now." Well. Just because I can't decide what pictures to upload next! That's awfully presumptuous of them!

Too Much Cable

A bunch of minor celebrities showed up in a dream I had. As a rule, people who show up in my dreams are either people I know personally or (most often) total strangers who (I assume) are generated by my imagination- although they might be passersby I've seen on the street or in a shop at one time or another whose faces my conscious mind has forgotten. But today, I had a dream full of people from various cable television shows, mostly of the house-and-garden makeover variety. I recall very few details of the dream, but at one point I was walking along a street similar to the one on which I live, and having a conversation with Evan Farmer from TLC's "While You Were Out." He was giving me advice about building shelves, but I remember none of it. Later, bra-less Charlie Dimmock from BBC America's "Ground Force" was in the dream, trying to install a water feature in somebody's back yard into which I had wandered, but she was being bothered by Justin from "While You Were Out," who kept sneaking up behind her and trying to fondle her. She was quite annoyed. The whole thing was surpassingly strange. I think I've been watching too many of those shows. In fact, I have no idea why I've been watching them, since it isn't as though I'm about to do any DIY projects. I'd cut off a finger or nail myself to a wall for sure.

Too warm again today, and I woke up too late, feeling as though I'd been sleeping under a pile of builder's sand. I can't quite believe that September is half over already.