Attended my tobacco control activist friend Tehra’s housewarming. What a cool home in Vallejo from 1915 with a huge backyard with lots of features and amazing plants. She’s a cool lady (pictures with her thumb up in one of the pictures) and a great public speaker with a story to tell about Big Tobacco and its targeting of the LGBTQ population.
I estimate 99% of my indoor belongings were incinerated or damaged so much by the fire, and not too much of that was able to be professionally cleaned (mostly some clothes).
Just recently while moving my outdoor plants behind the retaining wall to keep them out of the way from the construction crew one of my mom’s ceramic pieces (signed by her with her name carved into the bottom) became another casualty of the process. It had a plant in it, so I thought it was best to leave it on the premises and leave it outside, but it still broke and the plant survived.
While it was a long shot, because of the four pieces it was left in, I was able to gather the three biggest pieces. I glued them not realizing a gap would be remaining in the bottom. I will no longer put plants in it, but I might come up with some kind of band-aid solution for the gap that remains (or not). This is the result. It’s still pleasant to look at, and I’m glad at least I have some of the things my mom painted and touched. She had her own kiln and used molds, of course, but she hand-glazed and hand-painted thousands of pieces like this one.
I think these are the first pictures of the dogs and me together in the backyard since the fire.
I stopped by the house and was pleased to see the tarp over it since the roof is still incomplete. Sadly, plenty of rain still got inside, but hopefully, it won’t cause too much damage or set us back significantly.
I was also pleased to see a new skylight kit for the family room. Hopefully this skylight is even bigger than the one I had installed.
More pictures from the garden. I noticed some of the trees had been pruned. I suspect this is because they were in the way when they put the tarp on.
View to front yard from foyer:
We still have a way to go, but almost three months after her eye areas were shaved for her bilateral enucleation, Bonnie sure is looking cute with her brother Snoopy.
Halloween night Snoopy and Bonnie joined me at Children’s Wonderland Park in Vallejo for a huge GVRD event. We were there representing Humane Society of the North Bay (where I’m on the board and from where I adopted Bonnie). It was very well attended. I was skeptical when they said 2,600 people showed up last year, but at least that many were present this time.
We had a slightly early Halloween party on Mare Island with friends from the Humane Society of the North Bay, so Ernie and Bert (which I accidentally called Bernie and Ert at one point) made another appearance.
These are more or less the “before” pictures of the windmill trapped by overgrown foliage and way too much bamboo that has taken over the second tier of the garden.
Spending more time than I have since the fire itself, Shea and I bought new gardening tools to remove a ton of bamboo manually, pruning other bushes to free a bunch of plants. We determined the lemon tree was not completely dead. I watered plants and took a bunch of things home to neaten them up. I organized my gardening area and cleared lots of burned-out gardening supplies. I created a large pile of debris that is just not worth keeping. It’s amazing so many months later to not have touched so many things that have been outside all this time.
I’m overjoyed today after being so stressed out over the rebuild. It’s heartening to see my home look more like a house from the street and when I’m standing within the house. Most of the (first layer) roof is now installed. Not seeing the sky for the first time in months gives me huge comfort. I thought it was cute to see hills and tall trees from inside my house, but that got old fast. Now I feel like I can sense what having my home back will feel like as it’s so much easier to imagine a future there. Having this facade of a shelter did so much for my psyche today. We also noticed that the area where the fire first started has numerous replaced beams.
The largest remaining roof opening is the area where the remaining beams need some replacement. By and large, most of the existing trusses were able to be used. I am still having nightmares about fire and other tragedies, which have spiked in recent weeks, perhaps because of the stress of the election. Still, it’s nice to know that there is a substantive countdown in my near future beyond the one for this country and the world. The picture from outside the front gate is courtesy of wonderful neighbor Larry Miller who informed me of this huge step forward.
I recently re-read Barbra Streisand’s first book called “My Passion for Design,” which was particularly inspiring as I’m literally rebuilding my house that burned down. On her barn house she had a 14-foot water wheel installed, so I looked around at the various replacement water features I’m going to have in my backyard and found this fabulous fiberglass number which is even more beautiful in person than I could have imagined, and larger than I expected. I’m joking that rather than having a 14-FOOT water wheel, mine is 14 inches, but that’s fine. The sensation and pleasant sounds are the same. There are other inspirations she’s given me like avoiding some harsher colors and lighting and collecting cranberry glass.
While this model came with an electric plug, after my house fire experience which initiated from the general area where I had an electric fountain, I will replace all fountain electric plugs with solar power. I already have two fountains with this, and it was very inexpensive to purchase a separate power source with a solar panel to power them. It simplifies the wiring, and placement in the garden and doesn’t have any chance of causing a chain reaction that could cause an electrical short or sparks.