Tort Report January

Baby Button stays alive by eating his favorite food, apple. She, is content to wait out the winter eating as little straw as can be done. Every once in awhile we give her a soak, which raises her weight dramatically. It will be many long years before she can survive, like her big brother Lucky, outside with the big torts. I think Lucky was 7 before we let him almost fend for himself in the wilds of our urban lot. I think we will now have a patch of grass, just for the tortoises, when we install the plants of the side yard. There are good semi-native grasses for them to eat in Spring, Summer and Fall, but those grasses have to be contained by some sort of barrier because they will invade the flower beds, which they joyfully and exuberantly have done this winter. Drat!

Half the blanket strip is done, so a few more days I can ship it off. Yesterday we re-arranged furniture, something DH forgot that we didn't do for so long because Jazzie was a little blind and we didn't want him bumping his wee head on anything. Wolfie actually played a little today, with the squirrel that used to belong to Jazz. Wolfie doesn't play that much, not like Jazzie who loved to play. I wonder all the time how this small, sweet dog survived out there in his other life. But, now he is with us, and we adore him.

Recently I watched THIS film, "Bread and Tulips" .  It's a wonderful and beautiful film from Italy.   Brava!

The main character is an un-appreciated housewife who goes on an adventure (happy) when she is left behind at a stop-over on a bus tour of the Adriatic.  This adventure changes her own life and several other lives surrounding hers.   It's a sort of romance love story with humor and a couple of cranky characters in the bargain.  Very lovely, inspiring and fun!

The last of the Amelia Peabody Mysteries was a grand book.  I'm hoping there will be more but a friend suggested another author who has written a series of mysteries that I'll now read, God willing and they Library has them!    I'm avidly reading, All the Devils Are Here, by Bethany McLean and Joe Nocera.   I have to read this in the daytime because I want to sleep.  This one doesn't put you to sleep after pleasant 45 minutes of reading.  It's far to exciting!  This is like Secrets of The Temple, by William Greider, long ago, that was about the Fed and how it worked.  Nasty stuff.  hehe  William Greider also wrote, Who Will Tell the People.

The trouble is, every time someone writes an exposé, the worst people figure out how to use the information for their own nefarious purposes.  Y' know?

 

Here's a Hug, from I know not where.  If I did, I'd send them a Hug for such a clever little Wake up.