Raccoon Bandit in Jane's Bird Seed Can | Jane Boursaw Photo
Raccoon Bandit in Jane's Bird Seed Can | Jane Boursaw Photo
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Random thoughts from this week in Jane’s World…

My Window Screens. Well, it’s taken me all summer, but I’ve almost got all my screens put on the windows. Hey, still plenty of summer left, right? (Also in the photo, the Ortho Home Defense I bought a while back to go to war with the ants. I haven’t quite gotten to it yet.)

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Window Screens Ready to Go In | Jane Boursaw Photo
Window Screens in Jane’s Hallway | Jane Boursaw Photo

Adventures in Kayaking. Hey, I finally made it into the kayak! See above regarding “still plenty of summer left, right?” Here’s the thing about living and working in paradise – you have to specifically carve out time to enjoy it. Apparently, I forgot to do that this summer.

Jane's World Pic from the Kayak in East Bay | Jane Boursaw Photo
Jane’s World Pic from the Kayak in East Bay | Jane Boursaw Photo

Bird Tales. Earlier this year, I decided to move the bird seed from inside the front door to its own container in the yard. Rocky the Raccoon Bandit immediately figured out how to un-do the bungee cord holding the top on, and then proceeded to camp out in there all night, eating his way through the bird seed like Augustus Gloop in “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.”

So Tim rigged up some of those screw-type locks on the top, which solved the Rocky problem, but guess what? Taking 30 seconds to un-screw the locks whenever I want to feed the birds is just waaaayyyyy too much trouble, so my birds didn’t get fed all summer. Seemed like a good idea at the time.

Raccoon Bandit in Jane's Bird Seed Can | Jane Boursaw Photo
Raccoon Bandit in Jane’s Bird Seed Can | Jane Boursaw Photo
Lock on Jane's Bird Seed Container | Jane Boursaw Photo
Lock on Jane’s Bird Seed Container | Jane Boursaw Photo

Family Fare Music. Have you noticed the music at Family Fare on Eighth Street? I don’t know who’s in charge of picking out what music gets played in the store, but a big thank-you to that person because it’s some of the hippest grocery store music in town.

When you’re pushing your cart down the cereal aisle and the Rolling Stones’ “Gimme Shelter” comes on, you are instantly cooler. You are no longer trying to decide between Grape-Nuts and All-Bran. You’re pressed up against the stage at Woodstock waiting for Jimi Hendrix to start playing.

Rest in peace, Charlie. Sorry I never got to see you in person, but hey, we’ll always have Family Fare.

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2 COMMENTS

  1. You’re so right Jane regarding the music at the 8th Street Family Fare market. I have no qualms singing right along with REO Speedwagon or whomever the featured artist at the time. I love that you notice it. Not many people do.

    • Right?! I popped in there yesterday for a couple things, and first they had the Rolling Stones’ “Sympathy for the Devil” and right after that, “Woodstock” by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young. I’m like, Yaaaasssss…

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