Unfortunate endings

[eve_prime]

Just now, I was at the Market of Choice, and I discovered that the local bakery of my favorite, all natural, bread is closing its doors. I wonder what I will do? When they’ve had gaps in service in the last few years, I didn’t find any substitutes I liked well enough. I could make my own bread, but that takes time and gives up the convenience of the slicing. We’ll see.

Also, the company that makes one of J’s favorite flavors of hummus (“black olive”) appears to have discontinued that flavor.

Back on Monday, when we showed the Brussels hotel neighborhoods to DG, AA, D, and S, making our case for the very charming neighborhood that looks a bit farther from the Magic tournament venue, compared with the not-at-all charming neighborhood that looks to be right next door but probably is not? All of those options are gone; no vacancies. It’s probably just as well, as the downtown Brussels hotels that still have rooms would be more convenient for many other things they might want to do while there.

And then the “ending” that happened chronologically first of these – when I got home from J’s house last night I found a pile of blue feathers on my entryway mat. Apparently the outdoor cats got tired of the constant harassment from one of the prospective-parent jays. We’ll see if the remaining jay can manage single parenthood or what.

Comments

[heleninwales]

That's sad that the bakery has closed. I make my own bread, but I use a bread machine. It only takes a few minutes to throw the ingredients in and then the machine does the rest. It doesn't solve the problem of slicing though.

Poor blue jay, though I suppose it serves it right for harassing the outdoor cats.

[eve_prime]

Since I generally eat only one slice of bread a day, with breakfast, I'm thinking maybe I'll just substitute some other grain dish. But I liked my daily slice of toast. We'll see. Maybe someone will conclude this is a real void in our community and start a new bakery, or maybe I'll develop a taste for one of the other breads that didn't interest me before.

One day, one of those jays was sitting on a branch in a small tree scolding one of the cats, who was also sitting on a branch in the tree and having to endure it from not much more than two feet away. I could see that they might have had quite enough. Or maybe the bird just got careless.

[claidheamhmor]

Awww, poor jay. :(

Pity about the bakery...

[eve_prime]

Apparently it was a third jay, not one of the prospective parents. They are all over the place!

[kaishin108]

You love that bakery, I'm so sorry! :(

Well! Your cats took care of that nusiance, oh my!

[eve_prime]

It turns out it must have been a third bird, because two of them are still at it, together. So loud out there sometimes.

[kaishin108]

Ahhh, a third one. What a bird fiasco you are going through. I don't think it would help to shoot them away and yes, it would be a hard thing to do as they are part of nature.

[eve_prime]

Poor Azalyn, she wants to go outside every day but as soon as she gets outside she gets swooped at and wants to come right back in.

[kaishin108]

Poor kitty!