…are exploring the architecture. Frequent e-mails, and substance is happening as she and I figure out what we want to do and where we need to put it to have that happen. I don’t think you can see much of it yet, but there is stuff happening behind the curtain.<\/p>\n
We’re enjoying our second summer this summer: it’s warmed back up, and the fish are eating like mad. I was saying to Jane this morning that this is the first time in my entire life I’m going to regret seeing the freeze and snowfall, because we are living in the back yard so much, and we will miss our patio breakfasts and our fishes.<\/p>\n
Just a year ago we were breakfasting above a 20×12\u00a0dust-pit and joking: “Look, there goes a fish!”<\/p>\n
Now they’re there, and we so hope little Rukia makes it through the winter. She’s our smallest: she has short fins, and is shy, a black-and-white who is acquiring a pattern of polka-dots down her sides and on her head. Cute little beggar. But she’s only a quarter the size of, say, Kenpachi.<\/p>\n
Poor Ysabel seems to have sprained her left ‘ankle’. She’s been limping for two days, but I can’t feel any heat or dislocation, so I think she must have caught a claw in the carpet. We have to clip them, and I think we waited a day too long. She seems to be getting better, but whenever she rests for a while on that side she limps quite heavily for a while. I don’t let her jump: but she does anyway, getting off things when I’m not fast enough. So apparently it’s sore, but not broken. If this doesn’t clear up soon, I’ll have her in to the vet for an x-ray, but I am encouraged that occasionally she forgets to limp.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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