Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Blog M

It was dusk last night when we walked down into the vinyard to our private 20 metre line of table grapes; four varieties, including the big, blue black Hamburger, which are still ripening, gleaning a bit more lusciousness before we pick them. There are some black grapes overripe and shrivelling, and my favourite is to fossick amongst these till I find one or two fat examples just on the brink of rotten; Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. We'll have hopefully another couple of weeks of this rare pleasure; I used to love well chosen grapes from the supermarket; now, I am spoilt for life with this easy to adjust to delicacy. Breakfast this morning will be thirty percent grapes, thirty percent Abate pears; you know the long ones with the graceful bend, that are so easy to dribble with.... and last night we slept well undisturbed by mosquitos, because we'd searched further afield for the refill of our anti-insect diffuser, and still unable to find the Raid product on any shelf, we found the 'Bengal' copycat, half the price, at a decent discount supermarket, and bought enough to never EVER have to rely on Raid having their act together again, and we both feel better now after three sleepless nights..... I also spent a fruitless day in the hardware stores of the region trying to glean parts for our badly worn concrete mixer, and came home empty handed and determined to scrounge through all my toolboxes, and found all the little pieces of brass and flattened them into shims to take up the wear, and Bingo! that worked, and we can mix concrete again for a while, so the positive prevails, and progress will happen again. Meanwhile.... my partner struggles to get a Dreamweaver file across into Joomla! and/or CSS, to get a nice and functional webpage working without all those annoying zoomy bits that designer/developers seem convinced we need? An egg in the beer if ever I saw it; give me clean information with readable typefaces and good contrasts and you can save the fireworks for the inspirationally challenged who mull over everything seeking a stimulation not from within.... and leave the side bar menus in place on the next page I go to please, so I don't have to go back to go elsewhere..... that'll do; breakfast awaits, Nuff said.