matociquala: (bad girls firefighters)
The Jeff, [livejournal.com profile] ctwriter, and I attended the Connecticut rally in support of the Wisconsin unions yesterday.


There was signage:

Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 047  Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 023 Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 020

Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 008 Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 001 Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 032

As you can see, Uncle Sam was in attendance. (My favorite signs: "Walk like an Egyptian," and "Paws for Wisconsin.")

It was a good crowd, motivated and cheerful, and as you can see turnout was good. Most popular improvised chant of the day: "STOP THE BASTARDS!" But we did determine that the old standards are still best.

Being Yankees, the rallyers kept off the flowerbeds:

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(The complete photo set is here.)

Afterwards, at the grocery store:

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[livejournal.com profile] ctwriter: "Hey, look at that! It's Grail Mix!"
The Jeff: "Whaddaya know? I wonder if it cures unhealing wounds...."

And in conclusion, a pair of awesome boots and Connecticut's most beloved symbol, The Charter Oak:

Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 061 Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 062

In other news, it's snowing again.
matociquala: (bad girls firefighters)
The Jeff, [livejournal.com profile] ctwriter, and I attended the Connecticut rally in support of the Wisconsin unions yesterday.


There was signage:

Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 047  Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 023 Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 020

Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 008 Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 001 Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 032

As you can see, Uncle Sam was in attendance. (My favorite signs: "Walk like an Egyptian," and "Paws for Wisconsin.")

It was a good crowd, motivated and cheerful, and as you can see turnout was good. Most popular improvised chant of the day: "STOP THE BASTARDS!" But we did determine that the old standards are still best.

Being Yankees, the rallyers kept off the flowerbeds:

Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 035

(The complete photo set is here.)

Afterwards, at the grocery store:

Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 063

[livejournal.com profile] ctwriter: "Hey, look at that! It's Grail Mix!"
The Jeff: "Whaddaya know? I wonder if it cures unhealing wounds...."

And in conclusion, a pair of awesome boots and Connecticut's most beloved symbol, The Charter Oak:

Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 061 Wisconsin SIEU support rally February 2011 062

In other news, it's snowing again.
matociquala: (mythbusters kari eye)
January 2011 008

Beautiful sunrise this morning. Eventually going to have to walk the dog, though, and it's cold out there.
matociquala: (new england bare trees winter manchester)
moon and icicles January 2011 003

As much as I wish I had a digital camera that would let me do f-stop and shutter speed, this came out pretty well.

That's icicles and moonlight, by the way. Here's with flash:

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matociquala: (criminal minds garcia glam femme geek)
Maybe it's just my inner Yankee, but (if there are any Hells) I'm far more inclined to believe that there are hells for people who don't shovel their walks than for homosexuals. Okay, sure, homosexuality banned by various ancient world religions, whatever.

Not shoveling? That's not neighborly.
matociquala: (new england maple leaves cambridge)
Today I went kayaking on Union Pond with The Jeff. We made it a bit of the way up the Hockanum River--the water was pretty high, so almost to the porn store. Well into the derelict mills, which we beached near and (gingerly) explored a bit.

Photo essay follows:

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Cut for mercy )

This is where I live. Isn't it pretty?
matociquala: (new england maple leaves manchesterct)
Ahh, Autumn.

Today, I turned nearly a bushel of apples (Macouns, Staymans, Greenings) into 11.75 quarts of pie filling and 2 pints of applesauce, plus enough for a snack.

From this:

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to this:

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Why northerners find hardy mums so funny:

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And in conclusion, totally October:

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When the bread is finished, I get a BLT.
matociquala: (spies mfu sleeps on planes)

La Datlow has confirmed the TOCs of two forthcoming anthologies, both of which will contain stories from me:

Blood & Other Cravings edited by Ellen Datlow; Tor 2011

All You Can Do is Breathe by Kaaron Warren
Needles by Elizabeth Bear
Baskerville’s Midgets by Reggie Oliver
Blood Yesterday, Blood Tomorrow by Richard Bowes
X For Demetrious by Steve Duffy
Keeping Corky by Melanie Tem
Shelf-Life by Lisa Tuttle
Caius by Barry N. Malzberg & Bill Pronzini
Sweet Sorrow by Barbara Roden
First Breath by Nicole J. LeBoeuf
Toujours by Kathe Koja
Miri by Steve Rasnic Tem
Mrs. Jones by Carol Emshwiller
Bread and Water by Michael Cisco
Mulberry Boys by Margo Lanagan
The Third Always Beside You by John Langan
The Siphon by Laird Barron

Supernatural Noir edited by Ellen Datlow; Dark Horse 2011

The Dingus by Gregory Frost
The Getaway by Paul G. Tremblay
Mortal Bait by Richard Bowes
Little Shit by Melanie Tem
Ditch Witch by Lucius Shepard
The Last Triangle by Jeffrey Ford
The Carrion Gods in Their Heaven by Laird Barron
The Romance by Elizabeth Bear
Dead Sister by Joe R. Lansdale
Comfortable in Her Skin by Lee Thomas
But For Scars by Tom Piccirilli
The Blisters on My Heart by Nate Southard
The Absent Eye by Brian Evenson
The Maltese Unicorn by Caitlín R. Kiernan
Dreamer of the Day by Nick Mamatas
In Paris, In the Mouth of Kronos by John Langan



From this we learn, if we did not already know, that Laird Barron is good at story titles.

And now, if I can pry myself out of bed into the deliciously cool morning, I have to go do my work shift at the farm share, where I will be pulling and braiding garlic.

It's 54 degrees out. It'll probably be hot and gross later, but for now--thank you, New England, for the gift of a beautiful day.

matociquala: (writing semicolon)

Hurt something in the palm of my hand today on the first route I tried; taped hell out of it and kept climbing, but eventually had to quit. I did this same thing to myself on the other hand about three years ago; nothing to do but wait it out and try to climb a little down in the grades. Cod dammit; just when I was staring to feel like I was really moving off my plateau.

Oh well. Patience is a virtue. And it's not about the goal; it's about the journey.

Like novels.

Autumn is coming to New England. Yes, yes, technically we have a month of summer left, and the real dog days haven't settled in to cook us yet (we had one nasty hot spell, but there's usually another one long about any minute now), but the drought-stressed maples are starting to turn vermilion around the edges, and tonight, driving back from the gym, I got the year's first look at that wonderful New England autumn evening light--the lazy low-angle light that makes the whole world glow as if caught in amber.

Damn, I love it here.

Meanwhile, in addition to having a novel due and a CEM enroute, I just got the edit letter for A Reckoning of Men. [livejournal.com profile] casacorona has no love for the Reckoning part of the title, so from now until we come up with a better title, it will be known hereby as An Amphibrach of Men.

I guess I better eat me a salad (oh, The Discipline!) and get back to work.

These darn books don't write themselves, more IS the pity.

matociquala: (criminal minds fate)
Item the first: NEW SHADOW UNIT!

Today my usual partners in crime and I went to visit friends in Guilford who have a really cute tiny house right on the sea, no doubt complete with the sort of insane property taxes that have been driving normal folks off Connecticut's coastline for the last decade or so. (Thank you, housing bubble.)

Anyway, we hung out, and went kayaking across the harbor (my first ocean kayaking ever) and through a salt marsh, where we saw several (three) osprey nests, a bunch of white egrets, some blue crabs, and some clams. Also, I got a sunburn across my shoulders. Despite religious application of sunblock. Oops. There are no photos of this, due to danger to the camera.

We also swam, and then went out for a cruise of the scenic Thimble Islands. If you've ever heard it said of some wealthy person that they have a house in same, here are some photos to give an idea what that means. (I love the Scenic Tree in the second one.)

This is Mother-In-Law's Island.  THIS is Captain Kidd's Cove.

Thimble Islands Connecticut 2010 07 18 030  Thimble Islands Connecticut 2010 07 18 033

Yes, that Captain Kidd.

And this is a loader on a barge, because it cracked me up.

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matociquala: (writing shadow unit chaz gravity)
One more shot from Ragged Mountain, giving a sense of the scale of the problem...

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matociquala: (criminal minds elle lucky)
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Badger in a boat! [livejournal.com profile] stillsostrange kayaking on the Hockanum river at the Laurel Marsh Nature Preserve.
matociquala: (lion in winter oops)
This is getting ridiculous. The first half of this week's snowpocalypse missed us north (and went to see [livejournal.com profile] batwrangler); today's branch is going to NYC again.

Here in Connecticut, this is the view from my window after three days of rain:

winter 2010 02 26

I believe the technical term for that is "a dusting." It's still coming. We might get an inch. Meanwhile [livejournal.com profile] suricattus reports Full Winter Wonderland. 

Well, there goes my excuse to blow off yoga class this morning.

Also: dear Senate and Congressional Republicans: please stop telling me what the hell I think about healthcare, because it makes me want to go to your house and give you a piece of my mind.
matociquala: (new england bare trees winter manchester)
The Daily Commute 2010 02 03 002
Heck of a nice snowpocalypse you got here. Shame if anything... happened... to it.

Well, we got about a half inch of crunchy ice and an inch of fluffy snow atop that. Sort of a disappointment, but it does mean I can do the stuff I wanted to do today (including the annual February trip to Logee's greenhouse with [livejournal.com profile] batwrangler to bask in the tropical foliage, though I can't seem to keep plants alive in this house. Too cold, not enough light. Very sad.).

Supposed to be in the mid thirties and sunny today, so even this little dusting won't last.

Maybe New England has just... forgotten... how to snow. (Oh no, honey, I didn't mean that. It's just a... a slump. You've been rocking the bitter cold.)

My goal for today, workwise, is to get the next chapter of Chill edited and fill in any bits I need to add. It might even happen.

The appliance service people never showed up yesterday, and nor did they call. Guess I need to find a different company. Bah! (I know, unreliable appliance guy. What is the world coming to?)

I hear birds singing in the yard. Apparently they decided it was nicer here than in the southlands!
matociquala: (daffodils)
GO!



We went for a short hike today, which involved a beaver dam, chasing squirrels, and drinking from the pump. BEST DAY EVER. There are photos here, including this one:

Hurd State Park 2010-01-24

I'm uploading some video of the puppies currently. It should be in my youtube channel sometime around two am.

Slow upload is slow.
matociquala: (criminal minds reid airquotes)
Signs of winter hikedness:

Cobalt Winter Hike

The rest are under this tag.

By the way, that thing aout not getting sweaty and getting chilled? Yeah, well, I pushed it on the way back to the car and froze my tuchus off. All better now though.

Here, have another GRD video, this one of him playing goalie with the zombie soccer ball in the yard. And, um. Fielding it with his face.

Ouch.

matociquala: (always winter)
Gray morning out there in the morning, the sky just rimming apricot around a vault of faintly luminous slate. You wouldn't know the sky was up there if you weren't looking at the stark claws of naked trees against it.

The sky is so much brighter when there's snow across the ground.

Out in the street, the garbage trucks are grumbling from driveway to driveway, grim flat-nosed workaday goblins. Pragmatic and unsentimental. I wonder what they make of the fairy lights that drape every house on my block.

I think I need to throw on a sweater and take the dog for a walk before the sun comes up.

This is where I live.
matociquala: (new england maple leaves manchesterct)
The GRD and I just got back from a great big walk--about five miles along the Laurel Marsh Trail, which is tucked into a bit of swampland in the corner between I-84, I-384, and West Middle Turnpike in Manchester. We saw all sorts of things, although only four other monkeys--a hiker, a jogger, and a father with a little girl. We also met two garter snakes (both of which we nearly stepped on), a suspicious turtle, three hawks, a great blue heron, and a !!!squirrel!!!--but did not get photos of those last.

The Laurel Marsh Trail runs, as you might expect, through the Laurel Marsh, which is part of the Hockanum River wetlands.

It was a beautiful day for a walk. The maples are nearly over--only a few are still holding on to their leaves after yesterday's rain--but the oak trees are incredible this year. Often they just go sort of a dingy brown, but this year we have reds, oranges*, russets, and olives. Not as bright as the maples, but very rich, lovely tones nonetheless.

Sadly, we also got to get up close and personal with some of Connecticut's exciting invasive species, including oriental bittersweet and phragmitis. I also found this interesting plant, which I do not know the name of.

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Happy October.

*Yes, the sky really is that color. Don't you wish you lived here?
matociquala: (new england maple leaves cambridge)
So that thing I said about my street doing it up for Halloween?

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More ghoulishness behind the cut! )

And here's out house, which still needs pumpkins and cobwebs:

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matociquala: (new england maple leaves cambridge)
It's peak color here in the Connecticut River Valley, and so amazingly beautiful it's hard to do anything except walk around in the woods grinning.

Alas, I have to work on the devil ponies.

At least there's coffee with whipped cream and amaretto in to make it up to me. And home-made pizza tonight.

ETA:: Oh, and today while the power was out (we're getting new telephone poles on my street) I put purple and orange lights on the porch for Halloween. This neighborhood does it up (I'll try to get you some pictures after sundown) and I felt like we had to represent at least a little.

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