Balcony days...

We're having a couple days of sunny skies, but cool air. Perfect for grabbing a laptop and some cats and heading out to the balcony. Haley likes to sit on the bench with me, and have schnoogles.

But it's a bit challenging when there's a predator under the bench, swatting at her through the slats.

Today we saw a shiny blue wasp. I've never seen one before. Apparently it's a mud dauber and not aggressively, but unfortunately I scared it away with all my flailing.

A truck has pulled up--someone's moving. I'm going to sit here and judge all their things, but the cats have taken the high road and retreated inside (aka scared of loud noises.) [Update: They're doing a terrible job loading this van. All horizontal, not enough vertical. They're leaving--so either they just made it, or they'll be back. ...They're go the cats! I'm going to miss hearing them run around. I haven't seen the new puppy leave yet, maybe they took him out this morning.]

Yesterday and today I could smell some funny cigarette-ahj.

Panoramic view from my messy balcony...

 

We used to joke with my mother about the giant velour blankets being sold out of a trailer on a road side, so one year she bought us (me, Fernando, brother, sister-in-law) all one. They're actually really warm!

 

You see there's lots of opportunities to spy on neighbors. The people on the middle balcony have a pulley, I assume for bringing stuff up? I've never seen it in action. 

 

And then a little greenery on the side.

 My polka dot Ikea curtains. I found one panel at one thrift store chain, and the other panel at a different thrift store chain. So now you know there actually is a patron angel of thrift shopping.

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Song in my head... mostly cause the line "smoking funny things" comes in my head when I smell skunk.